Sep 05, 2003 22:05
Tired, I sit and hum a tune. The tune adds lyrics. Now it's a small song. I wrote this after I realized that a friendship was over.
Foresaken
Don't want to be here.
Don't need a thing.
Can't take the pressure.
And everything.
People are cruel and tell me lies.
Sugar coated.
I tear at the eye.
Standing in darkness.
Hiding from the world.
The pain eats at me.
Such a young girl.
Falling...
Falling...
Falling...
down.
Karasu