Comments about Maria Jacobo
I'm My Own Enemy
Maybe I am crazy.
My mind is trying to decieve me.
I can't be living like this.
The bullet shot was a miss.
The memories of what we had were so precious.
I was so selfish.
So many times I wished I was dead.
Living on is such a dread.
The wind blowing me away like dust.
This is a big mission i'm going to bust.
Forget the rest.
You will never be the best.
This is your life.
Slowly slit your throat with a sharp knife.
Don't hold back.
Darkness has your back.
I got you.
No more feeling blue.
Don't try to run your going to do ...