May 11, 2005 00:48
the seconds pass
as she whispers to the sky
wanting a happieness of her own
and the self denying freedom
that keeps her locked in opium dens
and waking up in random beds
a drug induced smile
and am emptieness in her eyes
are all you see of the numbness inside
she knows there is something more
cause she sees it on tv
so every falling star she sees
she wishes will be her last