Smokers
Money Hungry
Or Drug Abusers
**** Them Selves
Everyday Do Stupid Things
Really There Is Another Wayy !!!

Every time I try to speak my Mind I Get Criticized
And I Cry Inside.
It Hurts To Think Know One Cares
And No One is there.
To think A Lot of things at a very young age Its weird
To me
I just want to be normal like birds in a tree
Things seem to hurt me very deep
My heart aches and my Lungs scream
I Look Next To Me And Say Whos There ?
No Answer , No One Is There
So The Pain Inside Will Remain In My Mind !

The Sound Of Your Voice In My Mind
Is Like PAint Leaking In The Can
Traped And Cant Get Out
Cant Erase The Memories Of Us
or The Laughter Of Your Voice
... Its So Addictive
On My Mind All the Timee ,
Your Love Is My Drugg ♥

Me And You Have Something New
Our Relationship Is Trust
And We Do Not Fuss
I love You And Need Yhu
To keep me Safe
Me And Yhu Is What I think About All Dayy !

Stupid ugly acting peoplewant me to do everything for them heres what I have to say
Shut up* and let me be
All of yall need to flee
Talk and talk and talk
all day long
shut up and go away
Im Not rachet or *****
And yes im nerdy gerdy
I dont care what you've gt to say
Shut up and go away

Across the roof-tops of the town
I saw the flaming sun go down;
For some, another day of tears
Lay buried in the hurrying years.

The shadows folded; here and there
A yellow light began to flare.
For some, another golden day
Of gladness sped upon its way

When he went blunderingback to God,
his songs half written, his work half done,
Who knows what paths his bruised feet trod,
What hills of peace or pain he won?

I hope God smiled nd took his hand,
And said, "Poor truant, passionate fool!
Life's book is hard to understand:
Why couldst thou not remain in school?"