I've got no family I've got no good friends there for me Only people who feel sorry What am I supposed to do when I'm in pain Howling and muttering in shame I am so tired All I want to do is fall But I don't know if I'll have the strength to pick myself up Sure I have their support but at the end of the day But I'm their problem I want to be their family A person they would die for and not only for the attention Guess I've got myself but then again I only care about myself to not to be noticed
A velvet blanket covering her naked beauty Showing a peek of the majestic mountains; Slowly being uncovered by the heavenly bodies. Soft plum caps slowly rising, Soft valleys tender moist, Light rains from rubbing clouds. Thunder storms and waterfalls get along well in the forest. The valleys swell with Desire of human intervention. She heaved and moaned from the perfection of the unheard hedonism Silently screaming its way out From the undwelled cave.
The valley produced flood of spring flowers Blooming in the dead of the night At the howl of the wolf.