Social Terror
solemn forgotten the way that I feel inward and outward too hurt to heal ugly misunderstood the way that I look they think they can open me and read me like a book angry alone the feelings inside I want out now! I need to hide! suicidal confused my scars do not lie the rules of the world I no longer abide crimson heavy the way the blood flows out from my wounds releaving my woes dead still alone no one by my side to look over me or care; this was my only way to hide.Another miraculous 5 minute job. Written January 2nd, 2002 © on Jan 02 2002 08:40 AM PST 0 • 1
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