HurtTears, tears rushing down my face caught between two sides unknown at which to choose one on one side of me and the other on the other side.Hurt
"why do they do this to me?" i ask myself over and over again "why do they put me through this, it's just not fair!" filled with hurt, dispair, anger, hatred along with saddness. this that is bottled up inside me... i want both to be happy, but only one can cry, cry
that is all i wish to do... but i can't oh, no i can not they will think that i need help and they will take me to a psycologist when it's them
Break FreeFree my spirit Take everything I have My arms are open I just want to break away from it all.Break Free
The lies, the hate, the stereotypes “Breathe” I keep telling myself “It will be ok” Well it’s not the lies, the hate, the stereotypes They all still exist. So how do we get away from it
Well truth is, we can’t
we just have to go on day by day night by night searching for the light, a way out ‘cause we just want to… Break free.
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You don't have to believe this, but I love you, just the way you are. ♥
I believe Jesus Christ is my saviour.
"Jesus answered, 'I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.'"
~ John 14:6
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"When they ask you for credit, give them a branch
When they want you to get it, chew on the grass
When they want you to cry, leap into the sky
When they suck your mind, like a pigeon, you'll fly" - Beck - Cyanide Breath Mint
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