My name is .....well does it even matter if you know we all fall or rise on day. Well I laugh at myself putting a hand on my cheek . I suppose it dose my name is Hipster Rake Adams . I am nothing like i thought i was going to be. I wonder if my mother is happy with what i become
I sometimes ask myself what have i become a monster,a demon,a shadow
Will someone like me find love in the depths of my soul
These pink scars on my body say other wise I wish I wasnt left alone for the years when i had no one
My son ....should I even have him
Oh dear me ...Im sorry i was talking aloud
Sometimes i cant help it
Anyway your still here huh?
Well all I can say is welcome to the depths within me enjoy your stay my dear
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The Depths Within Me
FantasyMy name does it even matter , I lightly laugh at myslef I suppose it dose . My name is Hipster Rake Adams and Im .......i dont know anymore ......am I then man my mother would have wanted me to grow into . Am i built to love another soul . Oh sorry...
