My Life
My life is messed up.
There's nothing else left of me.
There's no more famliy.
There's nothing.
All that is left is nothing.
Darnkess that comes to me in my sleep.
Darkness that comes to me in my head.
Darkness that comes to me in my heart.
Darkness that goes to my soul.
I have no famliy. Everything is falling apart again.
I may seem happy but deep down inside I'm not.
If you could be in my shoes for a day and know whats
Going through my head you'll find out that I dont have it perfect.
Everthing that comes good my way is always out of reach.
I was born last and always be last in everything.
I'm always either number 2 3 or 4.
Or in some cases no number at all.
But it would feel nice to be number 1.
To have some one to love you in return instead of having your heart
Taken and stomped on.
Whats left of me?
Nothing but darkness.
Pain.
And lies.
So what do I really have?
Rather then my life....
.... Nothing....Nothing at all....
 
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