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Write To This Picture: October '06
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Write to this picture by Shurelo for October
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as she lay on top of whats now a broken home
the pressure'll never stop she already knows it so she lets life decieve her sick of the constant mind tricks no ones there ta believe her she wont close her eyelids no ones around ta see her she's victim to her shyness she cant forget her roots they say the past is in the past they go everywhere she moves and time is moving fast she wants ta cut them loose their imbedded like broken glass a life thats sick and twisted just like how the house is drugs has got her addicted injects needles like plugz 2 outlets she sits alone on the roof wit no one ta share her vision we all know all it takes is once ta make a final decision |
^^^^that shit feel of on like tha 5th bar......................................like whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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American Nightmare
What once was the American Dream is now a pile of rubble The white picket fence in pieces, kids turned orphans nobody loves them Torn from her family like a home from its foundation Mother are you coming back... her mind drifts as she waits impatient Abandoned buildings serve as temporary shelter Dying to grip onto life can anybody help her Living a life not worth the struggle Like drying sheets when rain is comin just wasted trouble Stuck in this rut like a car in the mud Her only spark of hope seems to be a flickering dud She prays twice a day in hopes of the pieces coming together But clouds are on the horizon and its not only the weather |
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this girl sitting on what use to be the parthenon. looking like a guardian angel struck down from god. i know its so hard to go from paradise to violence.. to living life like a dream to simply living in silence.. so shes spreading her wings hopin she can fly away.. but its to late to pray ya homes lying in waste.. but its a new era get on ya feet and seize the day.. dont admit defeat just get on ya feet and say.. i lived in heaven so i guess now im living in hell.. this is the price i pay for my sins...what i get for living so well.. oh well just pick up the pieces and start ya life again.. cuz youll do this more than once before you live without sin.... |
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