( i think it would have been better if the blog didnt mess up it was more natural )
There is this void in me
I cant see it
I try to fill it
Its a blackhole
Ever growing
All i wanted was love
I guess i asked for too much
I am sick
Being to sad to cry
Its over whelming me
Now im drowning
Passed screaming
No one ever looked anyway
Everything happens for a reason they say
I just wish it would work out in my favor
Timing is everything right?
Well, I always had bad timing.
I want to know how it is going to end
I wasnt one for surprises anyway
Im sick of the lies you all tell me
The evidnece shows differently...
Im still alone...
My hand has no extra fingers in it
The other side of my bed is always cold
And I wash my own hair...