I'm counting the days to get out of here
I was hoping this was all a dream
The ghost lines aren't getting any finer
There only getting more vivid to me.
You're losing someone you've never lost
Not even being ble to reach out for their hand
Being alone in seculsion; thinking affection is the one thing you can with stand
You've screwed the lies, and the back stabbing friends
You rather resort to no one & nothing
Forgetting what it's like to have friends
They're the catty girls, who take your clothes, then steal your makeup
...There is no thing called accepance...
You can't brainwash a mind that is lost
You can't take a heart that you don't have
You can't save someone if their at their lowest low
There isnt't any further you can make this go
...Or was it a make it- break it deal...
Time's up, her body collasped, falling from her headache's relaspe.
Broken home,fucked up Dad,friends rejectin her, but all you can say is "that's sad"...
Her heart told her to fight
For all it's worse
As she stayed timid inside
Confused what to do, she wandered and did not hide
Searching far and wide
Craving on something that could keep her alive
...Never knowing he would be so far away...
[Her heart beats for the boy in New Zealand]
Please tell me what you think.
Comments
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Oh hun...I'm sorry. I know how you feel and believe me, one day you WILL BE IN NEW ZELAND! Believe me...I'm not hoping, I'm SURE. Very beautifully written though...love it.
Keep writing and God Bless

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aww wbby. you'll be with him eventaully. i know it. this is so sweet. im so jealous of you.




