Child sitting in the wind.
Poetic motion to ease his troubled mind.
His best work at hand.
Love life's troubled.
Girl he loves,
Troubled.
School life is going south.
Bullied by his parents.
Tough life he's living.
Misunderstood.
Suicidal as ****.
Viewed as some wierdo schmuck.
He writes
They read.
He swears beauty doesnt last
He's seen it all before.
Comes up with his name
bleeding diamonds
This name holds himself more power
More meaning.
Zach seemed to have been forgotten.
And all thats left his the wind and his poems.
His life
Seems helpless.
Girls seem uninterested
Whats there to love about him?
He was always forced into secrecy
Never won a girl's heart in his life
Wanted the best
Only as b.d he knew
How to share who he was
Only one best friend
Only two talents.
One: writing
Two: screamo.
Put them together.
Some type of fan base?
Are you?
No.
Maybe
Let him bleed the diamonds
He needs to bleed
To be
heard
understood
*loved
This is about me, my life. Please dont hate