Aug. 9th, 2005

Black

Aug. 9th, 2005 10:27 am
......

I take a walk outside
I'm surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning
How quick the sun can, drop away
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything?
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be.....
....
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a star
In somebody else's sky, but why
Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine?
I hate humanity. All these years and never had one relationship work. Sick to death of it. Never ever thought I'd be one of those people that ended up alone. That's all I want now.

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