Sick to my stomach Sick to the Soul Bursting in Tears Bored Of the Dull Nights are stupid Days are lame Tears are salty I sit in shame You may hide behind faces You may hide behind walls You can dream that you are something Wake up and turns out you aren’t… Eyes are deceiving… Continue reading Sick Of The TRUTH
Author: B.L.R.
Inzane chick that likes anything to do with weird devilsh stuff, writes dark poems, climbs trees and burns things...