There’s a heart that must
Be free to fly
That burns with a need
To know the reason why
Why must we all conceal
What we think
How we feel
Must there be a secret me
I’m forced to hide?
I won’t pretend that i’m
Someone else
For all time
When will my reflections show
Who I am inside?
When will my reflections show
Who I am inside?

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Ñ                               Ñ

Your lungs have failed and they both stopped breathing

My heart is dead it's way past beating

Ñ                               Ñ

 

[ - - - My Little Monstrr. ♥ - - - ]

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To Hell with my pride

let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry

That scare’s my life.

All those suffer and hate ,

I can’t stand it anymore..

Miseries, People Crying, People get hurt.

Is this what God mend with life?

And Still, There is one question ,

Spinning in my head.

Why?

Why me?

Why can’t I be happy?

It seems that this question will drown

In my river of pain,

Deep inside my head.

A question that will never be

Answered. </3

 

 

 

I hate her,

I really hate her !

She always think she's gonna die.

And she always make herself to cry.

She always feel misery.

But I don't know why.

 

I wanna scream to her.

I want her to stop.

She's hurting herself.

And she have no control over it.

She keeps on screaming.

I slap her in the face.

 

now is the mirror broken ...