My voice
My thoughts
My questions
And my dreams
They all seem to be invisible
Why you ask?
Because I can be in the middle of a room
And no one will realize I'm there
As if I am a ghost
I am invisible
As if people never truly realize I'm alive.
A beating hart
Blood flowing throw me
A human, just as you
But instead of getting treated like one
This girl right here
Gets pushed to the ground
One stomp, two stomp, three stomp done
It's like a game to see how long I can last
Will she breach this time
Or will she keep her head up
And continue walking.
Life is a joke for example
Today's image of a true beautiful woman
It's a joke, thin fair skin no marks and fake *****
We're is the truth in that
Were is the truth in when we lie
When we pretend to be someone were not?
So lady's and gentleman I highly encourage you to stand up be your self even if it means getting ignored
Don't let your self be a clown.
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 7:36 PM UTC
My voice
My thoughts
My questions
And my dreams
They all seem to be invisible
Why you ask?
Because I can be in the middle of a room
And no one will realize I'm there
As if I am a ghost
I am invisible
As if people never truly realize I'm alive.
A beating hart
Blood flowing throw me
A human, just as you
But instead of getting treated like one
This girl right here
Gets pushed to the ground
One stomp, two stomp, three stomp done
It's like a game to see how long I can last
Will she breach this time
Or will she keep her head up
And continue walking.
Life is a joke for example
Today's image of a true beautiful woman
It's a joke, thin fair skin no marks and fake *****
We're is the truth in that
Were is the truth in when we lie
When we pretend to be someone were not?
So lady's and gentleman I highly encourage you to stand up be your self even if it means getting ignored
Don't let your self be a clown.