Research seem useless...still have no conclusions...
You know whats worse than dont know if the blame is yours or not? When you forget you cant even remember how it happened...if it happened...
Maybe its just other crybaby cries again...
Maybe the death star is trying to rise again...
The fear was real...the pain was real...i could hear me saying that i just wanted one thing....
I cant be making up such a thing...why would I?
Like if it was funny to feel this way....
Im not a victim....
Any word I say make sense....
I wanna run and hide...
I wanna...go home i guess...
The house is full now...
All the boys look so happy...
to be pouring their joy in their voices...
And im here in this dark room again....
Playing to be kind and good
When the monster is not under my bed...
Its probably my fault...I should know this...
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
. *ੈ⭐༘⋆. Starlit's Little Diary . *ੈ⭐༘⋆.
Поэзия"You don't have to hold it yourself!" ⋆- R-really? "Yea! Maybe someone else wanna know too..." ⋆- You don't wanna know? "Actually I don't know...wait, know what?" ⋆- Ah.... (My little online diary, where I share feelings, toughts and more/ in PT+ENG)
