Hello :)
| Life's little imperfections are what makes us who we are. | Log out |
|
|
|
Its Wednesday, April 25, 2007, and the time now is 4:02:00 PM. the love of her life is drifting away they're losing the fight for another day the life that she's known is falling apart a loveless home, a child's broken heart you're holding her hand, you're straining for words you're trying to make sense of it all she's desperate for hope, darkness clouding her view she's looking to you everything's moving too fast everyone's trying to last long enough to survive another day or is it just me that's feeling this way? oh freak. i feel i can't breath and yet i can't leave this stupid rigid pattern of life. argh! i dunno what's coming over me. |