Do you see what we've done? Who we are what we've become. Reality? or just a beautiful nightmare? Broken thoughts, shattered dreams...nothings ever as it seems, All the lies they get to me, tear me apart and make me cry. kept in the dark, locked up in chains. forced to fell all the hurt and the pain. cold and breathing but barely alive, i fight to live, to survive.
September 27, 2011