We are born. we live, we die
thats the span of life
that first breath
thar loud cry
a sign of another time
pure, beautful and untouched
by the world's cruel hands..
But life is a two faced beast,
you can laugh and you can feast
on it's pleasures and treats,
and once it's gone and finished
you'll see how you were decieved..
How everybody you trusted, defended,
those you treated as ur blood
turn their backs on you,
and stab you,
hurting you beyond your capcity..
You'' be cryig your eyes out,
because it's slowly killing you
and it feels like you're losing your sanity..
In the end you think you're completly alone,
but you're not..
what you had
is not what you own
what you said,
you never realy ment
what you felt,
was there one minute
and long gone and forgotten the next..
You took your hit, and thats it
so sometimes it's true
when they say
that life's a bitch!
the truth hurts,
but you've got to get use to it...
