"My Room"
by YourLastRegret JohnnieBearHxC on September 26, 2007
Can't stand to be in this place. Were I can't breathe, the wall is to my face. Stuck doing the same thing each and every day. My body can't take it, can't do anything my way. You thought I was safe in my room. When I'm stuck up there, I'm creating my own doom. My arms bare the truth, thats no doubt. I'd rather do this than shout. Each one tells a story, of each eay. They tell it better than what I have to say. it might hurt you if I told you this. Hoping you might have a kid with simple bliss. Each time I would suffer, and go through the pain. Not knowing what I would gain, driving me insane. I would tell myself not to do it again. I just could never win. As I rinse all the red. I lay down and rest my head. Hoping tomorrow will be better.
