As I come crashing through your atmosphere
I come alienating invading your ear space
My world is falling, people are dying
Can't do anything, I start crying
You try your best to comfort me
Though you don't know exactly what you see
You're not sure what you should say
That's alright you don't mean it anyway
If you did, you'd have been there earlier
Oh wait, that's right, actually you were
Well hey whatever, I'll see you later
Don't call me, I'll call you
Just kidding, I won't call
I never do
Everyone grieves in their own way
But I'm not sure if my style's okay
They say I'm conceited, but what about them?
And I'm sure, there will be better men
then me
Cause my mind's concave
I know I'm not brave
Though I'm not afraid
But it's dark in here
Dark in here
Get me out of here
I want to see the light
Sunday, November 29, 2009
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2 comments:
how old are you again? That was great. SO not only are you a talented actor, singer, musician, and dang funny, now you can write great poetry all before the age of 16. It's just not fair.
this better not be about me haha... friendgirl?
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