eh.
blankly staring at blank pages,
do i write of the future or my darkest ages?
you haven't cried in an hour, shelby , goddamn , aces!
this just got personal, the dream world placed this..
its just a setting
back of my of my mind
but its seeping, my eyes are sleeping overtime
i dont know .. im just here and im kinda upset
but i know im young and im dumb , still aint seen nothin' yet
i wish i had my feeling back but my brain is sorta numb
anger, happiness , something ! or even love..
but no , im just lost here
consumed by my own fears
the title just say something about my very own tears..
shit , man.. thats hardcore
i feel sorry when them tornadoes hit moore
just gives me more shit to cry about
when i dont do work thats more shit to lie about
i know that people got my issues than i
they're just stronger , use less tissues than i.