Everything on earth has a meaning.
Yet, what is mine...?
A friend once said that no matter the ending,
thay are always here.
That no matter the consequence they are the ones who love me.
Why?
I do not understand,
Why am I so precious?
I mean nothing...can't you see!
But, thank you...
You raised my hopes high even if you lied...
I appreciate it, really...
Thank you, to the one who has helped me.
Vyce, you have told me that I am loved...
You said I shouldn't look down, but look up into the Heavens,
For that is where I will go.
Yet, you don't know,
I am not reaching the God that yo speak of,
I am going to the depths of Hell...
And I will be watching you from below......
Yet, what is mine...?
A friend once said that no matter the ending,
thay are always here.
That no matter the consequence they are the ones who love me.
Why?
I do not understand,
Why am I so precious?
I mean nothing...can't you see!
But, thank you...
You raised my hopes high even if you lied...
I appreciate it, really...
Thank you, to the one who has helped me.
Vyce, you have told me that I am loved...
You said I shouldn't look down, but look up into the Heavens,
For that is where I will go.
Yet, you don't know,
I am not reaching the God that yo speak of,
I am going to the depths of Hell...
And I will be watching you from below......
Thanks Vyce who helped me make this, inspiration... heart
Sorry, I hope you are mad I used your name... sweatdrop
