life is like a peice of art
not to break it can get hard
but when a childs born of sin
the sin repeats itself again
it starts with joy, bliss, and glee
until the person starts to see
the pain they've brought to those like me
the ones who're blind
but still can see
inside your mind
the darkness there
but we do not ever get scared
but sometimes we cannot stare
if this is what you thought
every single day
that other people brought
all your petty pain
like nothing bad can ever be your falt
it sickens me to death
but i laugh cause that'll be your fall
give thanks for every breathe
even if you regret it
it can be for the best
pretty soon you'll get it
that's my one request
its to find a way out
to not scream and shout
and dont you ever complain
if you did nothing to get away...
Jun 27th, 2006 12:00 AM
...and true... btw...pain
