Oct 27, 2005 16:59
surrounded by familiar faces
no one says a word
you breathe in the smell of sick
he walks by and everyones heart stops
the lights overhead are blinding
brochures of how to deal line the walls
nothing could prepare us for what we saw
you didnt want anyone to know
dirty little secret
now the only one in the dark is you
And was this worth it
you wont remember anyways
in a week where will this be
you told me were going to get better.
please just be okay
just get better