Thursday, January 03, 2008'♥
Why has the sky turned greyHard to my face and cold on my shoulderAnd why has my life gone astrayScarred by disgrace, I know that it's overBecause I’m falling downWith people standing roundBut before I hit the groundIs there timeCould I find someone out there to help me?Howl at the wind rushing past my lonely headCaught inside it's own motionHow I wish it was somebody else insteadHowling at all this corrosionWhy did the luck run dryLaugh in my face, so pleased to desert meWhy do the cruel barbs fly?Now when disgrace can no longer hurt me
tonight i've fallen and i can't get up; 11:57 PM