Jun 2010
Hurt is such a vacant word anymore, cuz I can't feel a thing.
Angry at myself, I hack at my skin hoping somehow
That what I find underneath will be something that
Even I can love.
Angry at myself, I hack at my skin hoping somehow
That what I find underneath will be something that
Even I can love.
Simple acrostic. This one is older, I don't feel this way anymore.
