lonely children with minds of killers
take walks in the darkest nights
looking for someone to cling to
searching for a hand to hold
although I was ambitious
my father said don't go
but I've been trapped
within these garden gates
since I was eight years old
since my mother
ran away from here
but little did she know
her baby was a homocidal,
teenage, messed up soul
and my sister is much older now
she has made it on her own
found love with her high school sweetheart
each good deed makes my heart
cold
now I'm laying in my bedroom
shotgun at my side
wondering, "when will I get better?"
leave my body
by the oceanside
-i.s.
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 1:16 AM UTC
lonely children with minds of killers
take walks in the darkest nights
looking for someone to cling to
searching for a hand to hold
although I was ambitious
my father said don't go
but I've been trapped
within these garden gates
since I was eight years old
since my mother
ran away from here
but little did she know
her baby was a homocidal,
teenage, messed up soul
and my sister is much older now
she has made it on her own
found love with her high school sweetheart
each good deed makes my heart
cold
now I'm laying in my bedroom
shotgun at my side
wondering, "when will I get better?"
leave my body
by the oceanside
-i.s.
