You and I
By Aroura Eden
Drunk with a plan Gonna get canned You think you’ll be loved for words Binding my will Killing my skill Been labeled a puppet of society I’m branded a teen Its killing my dream I’m not what they think I’ll be You say yes, I oppose Obviously no one knows There exists two, you and I If I open my mouth they’ll put us away I will leave it un said, at least for today I’ll leave you hidden for now I wish you would leave I’m getting some what peeved Drowning here in this crap called confusion Why must you put up residence here Your causing me to build up fear I’ll be rid of you soon ( I hope ) I will always love you I will always love you We’ll stun them in the end You will always be called my friendThis is a letter to me, or you, which ever you like. Sorry I can't seem to break habit. To those of you that don't know what the heck I'm talking about; every thing I write follows the same rythem. Ok gonna go now. Love you all! Roury Written April 6th, 2002 © on Apr 05 2002 03:37 PM PST 10 • 0
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