Her hair were twisted into a braid,
She sat there thinking of what she craved,
It occured to her that it was a book,
She longed for a hot cup of tea,
That she could talk and could be free,
How could she escape the cruel lady,
Who made her to fade,
She worked for her all день and night,
the thing that made it bearable was the terrible fright,
She felt like she was alone in this world,
She wanted a friend she could share the grief with,
Her mind felt twisted with the dread,
All she wanted was a fresh Peice of Bread,
She looked out of the window,
She was what seemed like a tiny shadow,
The girl screamed for her right,
Eventhough it was the middle of a dark night,
A short heighted man noticed her,
He seemed like an angel,
He looked at her and сказал(-а) to wait,
He just wanted to break the gate,
He came back with a wooden spare,
then broke the barrior she couldnt bear,
The first time all she had were tears of joy,
only because of the little boy,
the world outside was еще than she imagined,
she had a little friend to accompany her,
Even when the days passed she sat with him,
telling the stories then didnt last,
She had now everything she possibly needed,
A friend, Some Книги and a garden with fragrance,
she never thought that the freedom would come,
but now she sat with a smiling face,
All she got was what she always craved,
She sat there thinking of what she craved,
It occured to her that it was a book,
She longed for a hot cup of tea,
That she could talk and could be free,
How could she escape the cruel lady,
Who made her to fade,
She worked for her all день and night,
the thing that made it bearable was the terrible fright,
She felt like she was alone in this world,
She wanted a friend she could share the grief with,
Her mind felt twisted with the dread,
All she wanted was a fresh Peice of Bread,
She looked out of the window,
She was what seemed like a tiny shadow,
The girl screamed for her right,
Eventhough it was the middle of a dark night,
A short heighted man noticed her,
He seemed like an angel,
He looked at her and сказал(-а) to wait,
He just wanted to break the gate,
He came back with a wooden spare,
then broke the barrior she couldnt bear,
The first time all she had were tears of joy,
only because of the little boy,
the world outside was еще than she imagined,
she had a little friend to accompany her,
Even when the days passed she sat with him,
telling the stories then didnt last,
She had now everything she possibly needed,
A friend, Some Книги and a garden with fragrance,
she never thought that the freedom would come,
but now she sat with a smiling face,
All she got was what she always craved,
I was born, yet I felt as though I lived before.
I breathed, though I struggled for the air that would keep me sane.
I ate Еда and drink, but I still craved for more.
I slept, but I was still awake and pulsing with energy inside.
I made my first friend, but I knew I would have to say goodbye sometime.
I felt fear, even though my head was streaming with it already beforehand.
I felt joy, yet my body ached of pain and sorrow.
I wept, but my tears tasted of sweet wine instead of seasalt.
I ran through the light of the morning sun, though my spirit raced into the wild night.
I dreamed of Герои and happiness, knowing however that it was an illusion upon waking up.
I looked into eyes of beauty, only to see them wash away the Далее day.
I fell weak and frail, but my spirit strengthened the loss.
I reached for hands of help, only to have them drag me down.
I closed my eyes, to see the light.
...to thus being born again...
I breathed, though I struggled for the air that would keep me sane.
I ate Еда and drink, but I still craved for more.
I slept, but I was still awake and pulsing with energy inside.
I made my first friend, but I knew I would have to say goodbye sometime.
I felt fear, even though my head was streaming with it already beforehand.
I felt joy, yet my body ached of pain and sorrow.
I wept, but my tears tasted of sweet wine instead of seasalt.
I ran through the light of the morning sun, though my spirit raced into the wild night.
I dreamed of Герои and happiness, knowing however that it was an illusion upon waking up.
I looked into eyes of beauty, only to see them wash away the Далее day.
I fell weak and frail, but my spirit strengthened the loss.
I reached for hands of help, only to have them drag me down.
I closed my eyes, to see the light.
...to thus being born again...
umm Эй,
guys sorry i have not Опубликовано anything in so long I got major Письмо block and had to wait untill all of my expertise came back to me.
I seek a release
from the pain that I feel
Inside my сердце there is only
Anger, betrayal and sadness!
Lonliness is a terrible thing
with no-one to see the state that Im in
my head is spinning think im gonna be sick
oh please god
send me someone I can relate to
I cant trust my mum shes to far gone
cant trust my dad hes just an жопа, попка
If i cant trust my family who can i trust?
Inside my chest is a hole
where my сердце once was
My mum cruelly tore it out
and then stamped all over it!
I was only a child
burdened with adult responsibilities!
and inside that hole
If Ты can see past all of the scars
Ты will see my suppresed heart!
I seek a release
from the pain that I feel
Inside my сердце there is only
Anger, betrayal and sadness!
Lonliness is a terrible thing
with no-one to see the state that Im in
my head is spinning think im gonna be sick
oh please god
send me someone I can relate to
I cant trust my mum shes to far gone
cant trust my dad hes just an жопа, попка
If i cant trust my family who can i trust?
Inside my chest is a hole
where my сердце once was
My mum cruelly tore it out
and then stamped all over it!
I was only a child
burdened with adult responsibilities!
and inside that hole
If Ты can see past all of the scars
Ты will see my suppresed heart!