i fell.
let us count how many tried to help me up.
none.
let us count how many asked if i was okay.
one.
let us count how many who kept on walking
like they didn't even notice
or like i deserves to be brushing off the gravel buried beneath my skin
too **** many to ever ******* count.
every single look is a knife through my heart
I bleed...
it's a beautiful crimson..
amuses everyone who bought tickets to watch the show
that's what it is right?
lets watch the toy make a fool of herself
she's just a doll
she doesn't have feelings
she'll never break
we'll never tire playing with her
of course she'll never end up under the bed with all of the other forgotten toys
well...
the land of the forgotten becomes more tempting everyday.
Oct 16, 2013
Oct 16, 2013 at 8:35 PM UTC
i fell.
let us count how many tried to help me up.
none.
let us count how many asked if i was okay.
one.
let us count how many who kept on walking
like they didn't even notice
or like i deserves to be brushing off the gravel buried beneath my skin
too **** many to ever ******* count.
every single look is a knife through my heart
I bleed...
it's a beautiful crimson..
amuses everyone who bought tickets to watch the show
that's what it is right?
lets watch the toy make a fool of herself
she's just a doll
she doesn't have feelings
she'll never break
we'll never tire playing with her
of course she'll never end up under the bed with all of the other forgotten toys
well...
the land of the forgotten becomes more tempting everyday.