Her life is like a seed waiting to come out of the ground, her heart is like a locked door waiting to be opened and found. Her love is what is afraid to be expressed, only because too mant times has she ended up depressed. Her mind is like a spiral twisted with so many lies, her eyes are like a rainy day crying and letting out in tears. As she walks down her lonely road her hands are shaking in fear. Because all she really wants is a true frined near.
July 28, 2008