Don't eat your anger.
'Cause someday it will eat you up inside.
Sometimes I got to scream.
Run.
Hide.
Somewhere where no one would find me.
Don't trigger me with scars,razors.. - my wounds are not healing.
Some may say, I've got every reason to be happy.
My life's perfect. Outsinde - inside.
No one ever really cared about that. And I never really wanted to show that side of me.
Smiling is easy. Breathing too.
Just because I know, there's gonna be an end.
After all.
Thought it would have been over.
But know I now, it won't leave me.
Stays there, til' I die.
I'm gonna fall.
Now.
Tomorrow.
Next year.
Someday.
But I will.
Mittwoch, 6. August 2008
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