people think... , by Walking alone in the shadows of night
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I'm waling alone tonight,
acting as if i'm alright,
I'm heart-broken and brain dead.
maybe things would be better with a bullet in my head.
some feel i'm crazy,
and they don't like me.
but what they don't realize about me,
is I don't care, just let me be,
just let me be who i want.
and I will not taunt,
those who are pricks.
because after all you cannot pick,
your own life and plans.
Oh wait, yes you can! |
Posted: 2009-11-05 00:19:04 UTC |
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