Back when I was 7 I thought that nothing could get me that I was heaven
Loud and proud Proud yet humble nothing seemed wrong All things were right My life My world I was my own light
Back when I was 13 Things went down hill I became mean
Nothing in my world Seemed like before when I was just a young little girl
Inoccent yet still guitly I did things that made me filthy
Lost on my own no way to get home A mask a made that would never be broken A mask of pain A mask for the unspoken
Soon in June I'll be 17 I'm not the same since then Since I was more lean
now my life My world Has been truned upside down and upside right so much pain so much more ever night
And yet I still wear a mask for the unspoken a mask that has yet to be broken
Never will the true scars of my pain be seen A unbroken thing A worn out fiend
This mask I shall wear This mask...for the Unspoken.
LadyxGemini · Mon Apr 02, 2007 @ 06:36pm · 0 Comments |