what have i done. my dreams have been silent. where do i stand when i breath in fire. aner takes all my enery that i requier. nothing makes sence when i cant tell if your liying to me.
i cant even open my eyes for how much im tired. all the weight on me. sufficating me cant you see i run away cause you wont listen to me.
only music have never lied. i have tryed to reach out to you.
but im tired of you not caring so i set this wold on fire my lungs fill with tirer
whats the last thing is i breath out fire with your name on my list
i found out that sing spoken poetry is the way to go when you have writers block