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The pressure and pain hitting me each day, gets worse and I get number with each word you say. Don't cry, don't worry, don't be so sad, but what about, don't scream, don't kill, don't be so mad. For I am not just hurt and depressed inside of myself, my heart is blackened as it lays on this shelf. Don't cry, don't worry, don't be so sad, don't scream, don't kill, don't don't be so mad. I want to believe your soft spoken lie, but it gets harder each time that I try. I try not to cry but it just comes out, I try not to worry but I need to just shout, I try not to be so damn sad, but when I try not to be I just get mad. So now what do I do when I can't be this? Do I kill you and wonder then give you a kiss? Don't be sad, and don't be dead, even if you're already in my head. It was nothing personal, or maybe it was. My love I had to just for reason, because. So don't cry, don't worry, and don't be sad, even if I've lost my sanity and gone comepletely mad. But now we are together and don't have to be, all of the bad things in the world that you didn't want me to see.
Zombie Doll` · Thu Apr 14, 2005 @ 12:32pm · 0 Comments |
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