thanks
you out of everyone else
yes you
you know who and what my mom is
...
'I'm just a termite in an ant hill' ~ Stephanie Meyer
i wish i were a character in a book
...
just when you thought your
story had a happy ending
you want him to fly like a dove
show him all your made of
...
i'm tiered of living this false picture
of shedding
tears
of dreading
...
i can see her tugging on your arm
i can see her pulling you away
so i just turn around
but fall to the ground
...
i'm stuck in a world of lies
who do i trust?
so she leaves early
i'm tired of asking for you
...
look in a glass of water
something that won't shatter
look at life inside a cove
something that won't move
...
it's not fair
you haunt my dreams
like a sorrowful ghost haunts a house
it's not fair
...
stop me when you can
love me when you should
but listen
words are just to strong
...
he took my heart
and broke it apart
piece by piece
there was nothing to do
...
can't write a biography if i don't have a life to write about)
The Present Makes The Past And The Past Builds Your Future
thanks
you out of everyone else
yes you
you know who and what my mom is
you know what it is she's up to
you know that
and thanking your mistakes which i pay for
she says i look like you
and i quote
'you're an exact copy of him'
so i pay...
yes she might look like you
yes
but her hair is lighter
her eyes are green
and her skin is pale
i'm the opposite
on the other hand, my hair is darker
my eyes are honey
my skin
my skin
what do i say? ?
well my skin itn't pale nor dark
more like a perfet tan
she looks a me and i wounder what she sees
but now
12 years of hell
12 YEARS! ! !
i know what she sees
she sees you
the hair
the eyes
the skin
but one thing she puts on me that i don't have
are your faults
so i beg
listen to my plea
watch what you do
because
the present makes the past
and the past builds your future