The trees move when there is no wind,
The dogs bark when there is no sound,
The birds sing when there is no sun,
The heart bleeds when it doesn't beat,
The body hurts though there is more pain,
The head spins even though your not moving,
The voice screams though no sound comes out,
The pain I feel,
Is so real,
I don't know if I can believe it,
My heart doesn't beat,
As Im sent back,
To the person that hates me,
Hate me for who I am.
Why does the world act like this?
Why does the pain have to be this strong,
Will they rip my heart out,
And leave me there to bleed,
Will I be gone forever
Forever or never,
But I will be gone,
Because this is how it is.
Will it always be like this,
Why is it like this?
