About Me
Sometimes in the morning I am petrified and can't move. Awake but cannot open my eyes. And the weight is crushing down on my lungs I know I can't breathe And hope someone will save me this time. And my mother's still calling me insane and high Swearing it's different this time. And i'll tell her to give in to the demons that possess her, that god never blessed her insides. Then i'll hang up the phone and feel badly for upsetting things. Crawl back into bed to dream of a time... When my heart was open wide and i love things just because. Like the sickand dying. And sometimes when im on, im really fucking on And my friends they sing along And they love me. But the lows are so extreme, That the good seems fucking cheap And it teases me for weeks in its absence. But i'll fight and i'll make it through, i'll fake it if i have to, And i'll show up for work with a smile. i'll be better, i'll be smarter, More grown up, and a better daughter. And a real good friend. i'll be awake, i'll be alert, i'll be positive though it hurts, And i'll laugh and embrace all of my friends. i'll be a real good listener, i'll be honest, i'll be brave, i'll be handsome and i'll be beautiful...i'll be HAPPY. my ship may be coming in. im weak but not giving in To the cries and the wails of the valley below. my ship may be coming in. im weak but not giving in. And i'll fight it i'll go out fighting all of them.
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