Aug 31, 2006 02:54
She climbs
The highest of ladders
Just to fall further
It’s what she likes to do
She likes the sympathy
Enjoys sorrow eyes
And happy cries
She hates
All the silence
There has to be noise
Or she explodes
She just wants someone
To scream her name
To go insane
To read all about it
Taciturn is the world
That we live in
Yew have to speak
Or give in
Scream loud
Or die out
Become extinct
A taciturn girl like her