fragile
every mark is a word
the syllables flow down
making me shake
breathe
relax
and later the words fade and leave the memory
memories of how weak I was and how I couldn't express it
the only way to show you how I feel
way's that would make my mother cry
the syllables flow down
making me shake
breathe
relax
and later the words fade and leave the memory
memories of how weak I was and how I couldn't express it
the only way to show you how I feel
way's that would make my mother cry