...I need to be criticized....
Deprived of love....filled with the feeling of emptiness
The sad feeling of being alone...
like the bullet in chamber....with an empty clip
I need sombody....sombody to hold and be with
Somthing to love me back....that I feel i can plant my seed with
But I seem happy...cause my facade is flawless
yet I feel incomplete....I want Anything....good, bad... just not this
when i feel ive found the right one...
she seems rare like a nights sun....
but as always shes found sombody else...
The bitch is heartless....my pain is never felt
Yet as I front with my Impeccable smile....
even as i sit and write this....
I seem cool....with my expectable style
yet my hearts broke like a clock....thats timeless
So i try to harness the emotion...
swallow my pride and stand tall....
teears flow like the ocean...
as I stand in the back of that damp stall...
I cant get up....SO I CANT FALL
Red stains the whitness of the bland walls...
As it falls and trickles....down to the floor...
I cant believe all this happened...from being bound to that whore
My friends warned me...to late now...life is slipping
Every drop form my wrist...and my lights r dimming
wait here it comes I see it so brightly...
oh shit....Heres my last breath....i grip it so tightly
I might be....a martyr...but thats just like me
wait what does that say on the side....
I still love you andy....and ill always stay by ya side.............
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