" Oh no, no, no and no again im losing it man I can't do it no more. I'm falling got it now leave me alone." I sat on my постель, кровати tears streaming down my face, the things in his vision were fighting me making me do things I didn't want, but he was fighting. Yet I was losing and all because I couldn't get anything to go right without a multiple of five или five, nothing went right without five. I couldn't find anyway one to help me in my fight, I can't believe my 4 Друзья had abandoned me(4 I told Ты nothing ever went right without 5). The sound of footsteps got louder and the doctor came in and started to talk to me, but I couldn't understand anything he was saying because of the figures who were screaming at me, punching my arm until I finally Остаться в живых it and stood up, rushed towards the window, dived out of it and waited for about 2 секунды before I felt the wind go out of my body and my vision to go completely black.
I woke roughly 2 hours later feeling different, loose. I shake myself and smile feeling the air through my fingers as if for the first time, yet in the back of my mind I could hear the screaming of a tiny figure wanting to be let out and escape from the figures. " HAHAHA" I laugh realizing im crazy and that im not myself, all of that lasts for hours and I feel the euphoria happiness, but I know its never going to last I feel the depressed me escaping and as he smothers my happiness I know I'll be back and do something in the time I have.
well I hope Ты enjoyed it and I know it might not make much sense right now but it will soon and just to know in case Ты dont know what the boys going through he has a mental illness
and cya Далее time
I woke roughly 2 hours later feeling different, loose. I shake myself and smile feeling the air through my fingers as if for the first time, yet in the back of my mind I could hear the screaming of a tiny figure wanting to be let out and escape from the figures. " HAHAHA" I laugh realizing im crazy and that im not myself, all of that lasts for hours and I feel the euphoria happiness, but I know its never going to last I feel the depressed me escaping and as he smothers my happiness I know I'll be back and do something in the time I have.
well I hope Ты enjoyed it and I know it might not make much sense right now but it will soon and just to know in case Ты dont know what the boys going through he has a mental illness
and cya Далее time
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't свинг, качели me by my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if Ты destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't свинг, качели me by my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if Ты destroy me.
No matter how much Ты wish for еще it happens like the час glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test by our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test by our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
(Verse 1)
I am in Любовь with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I am in Любовь with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood by me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To Показать them that...
Their work was useful.
To Показать them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to Показать all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood by me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To Показать them that...
Their work was useful.
To Показать them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to Показать all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.