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im hurt
i feel like my chest has a gaping hole in it..
I cant be happy
life wont let me
for every smile i get anouther bullett in my chest.
equivelent exchange
how cruel and true
i need help
i need some one to talk to...
but im to proud to talk to those around me
and those i do trust are either lost to me or unreachable
thats why i draw
thats why i write
its why i ride
to shut me up
to stop thinking about the pain for just a little while
i dont know what to do...
I have never felt so lost