Jul 12, 2010 02:28
my heart is full of pins.
one by one i will pull them out. till my fingers are blistered.
doesn't matter that the blood flows freely. one day i will be free.
i guess there's a reason why we judge.
i'll still try not to.
i guess i'll have to overcome the fuck-assery.
even when i don't want to.
all i see is ugliness. these are just pins.
i'll find myself up there once again.
once i get rid of the poison.
if you can't save me. i can only save myself.