Can you help me? Can you hear me? Will you help me? Will you hear me?
These black things on the ground,can't give you up. I tried to get you but I guess I just gave you up. You don't respect what I do,or say. I could not even hear you in the month of May.
You disappeared for good,and now I am lost. I wonder if you could help me,cause I out of lose. Sometimes these walls cannot explain what I am feeling. But my anger is peeling,away.
I couldn't even see. The inside part of me. Anymore,but this could tell a tragittie. Or just a plain murder story.
What could people have told him about you and me. Now,I have lost you for good,so don't blame me. This is your fault don't you see? Now I am crying beneath me.
My dear old diary what can I say? My sister and me are fading away. Beneath this is a story to tell. Of two sisters and ones under a spell.
I corpse could figure out this thrill. Of this whole story is one big chill. Down your back and to your heart. You will never make it far.
Without me your lost,in a world of tragitie. Nothing cannot be and be ragging away. But,I have to keep on going,if I want to be with you. Now,theres only one problem,theres nothing else to do.
InnocentSoul0110 · Sun Oct 22, 2006 @ 04:19am · 0 Comments |