Its such a long way to freedom from this hell that I've been living I can tell that it won't happen, I can see that it wont change.

Its such a long way up from the bottom of this little peice of hell and I can tell that I will be here for eternity.

If I took this pill,
There'd be no turning back,
This pill's the thing to ****,
This doubt on life I have.

But although it will help,
These feelings go away,
Should I really do this?
I won't see another day.

Some day i will make a choice,
And it will effect my life in such a way,
Whether i choose to leave,
Or i choose to stay.

I wonder what it would be like to be you.

Use girls for their curves and looks.
Say that i'm going to call then never do.
Show up a month later and they're still hooked.
Like a drug.
They are hooked on me.
By accident.
Never meant for this to happen.
I love you.
That's what i'd say.
Secretly laughing while they beg for me to stay.

I wonder what it would be like to be you.

Make false promises and break their heart.
But they beg for me to stay.
They hate me.
But they can't let go.
Because they're hooked.
they're a *****.
And i'm the latest drug.

I wouldn't want to be like you.

You are not a man.

You are nothing.

You can't hurt anyone now.

And I know better than to fall
for someone like you.

Who is that?
In my tree?
He's green and round.
He's watching me.
What should i do?
walk away?
Oh I know
just what to say.

"You there sir,
not much of a sir,
why are you in my tree?
Aggressivly moving around
then you're still,
but look like you want to be free.

You hold on tight
like your afraid to leave,
yet you look so angry and scary the same
i feel my eyes decieve

frantically curling up small
then opening up and spreading your wings
who are you,are you mean?
are you one that stings?

i move in closely
and as i **** theres a huge relief ,
the terror drains as i shout
its ok guys ...its a leaf!

Speak now.
They say.
Or forever be alone.
Because the woman that you love.
Is standing there.
Standing there with that man.
The man you call a ****.
You can treat her better.
You can love her better.
If only she would listen.
If only she would love.
You.
The way you love her through and through.
You keep it in but want to speak.
Can't take it now you want to leave.
You swallow hard and bite your tounge.
And now.
She's gone.

I will tattoo my body.
Burn ink into my skin.
Fine art I say.
Defines a person.
Tellls a story from deep within.

It is my body.
My art.
My way to express.
what is in my heart.