tears flow down consistent sadness overflows my senses.realizong grasping truth denying is no longer an issue.knowing 1st i am nothing,2nd having allowed this mess.inconsistent feelings
an outrage,madness.this is it-foreva-i c blank page after page,no words could fill the emptiness,loneliness~acute rage.trust no one&and adjust the chip on my shoulder,neva think back @ times,have to b a soldjah.Not to the wind shall i tend to
silently shall i scream my last thinkings to U,Beautiful Liar.
i feel better today than yesterday & if you mean what u say,seperate ways.only seconds no delays,i promise to you i will neva even think.