"Sorry I can't be perfect..."
Dear world, open your eyes, Keep explaining all you're little lies. I've been there once and ain't gonna cross there again. Little whispers screaming "Take a chance, love it, love it." It took me my years to come together. Its not time for improvent. My worries weigh the world, and how it use to be... The worst that I fear is what to say. My misatkes take over my flaws. Making them expand.
CHOKETRENDKILL · Wed Jan 03, 2007 @ 11:28pm · 0 Comments |