Hearing those harsh words make me sad.
Holding it all in makes me crash.
Then I get asked why am so mad?
I wonder why and say.
I had a really bad day.
Here I am falling apart and yet i stay.
What I need to pray.
Ask the lord to keep those demons away.
They keep coming to bring me down.
Piercing my ears with that dreadful sound.
Only coming when there is no one around.
Dragging me away till I'm no longer found.
Telling me that I'm weak.
Some kind of Freak.
Looking like a creep.
Hearing that makes me weep.
I shake and shake till i wake.
Hearing all that knowing that it's fake.
Only one road to take.
Where I go from here, it's all up to fate.
its sad but hopeful =)
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