Beautiful BabyFrom the smallest of fingers to the most delicate toesBeautiful Baby
with a crinkle of his nose
and a wink of his eye the happiest of moments; I know that it shows
he's a blessing, a gift, a small bundle of joy I rejoyce in the moment, so tiny like a toy
inocent and beautiful a changing point in life the purest of us all from the moment he's born until he grows up tall
Keeping my head held highI walk into the room Their eyes are on me Looking at the person that they think they see Not knowing that it isn't sheKeeping my head held high
With my shoulders back and my head held high take a deep breath, promise not to be shy
Alone I am , togeather they are I'm lost alone, and very far
I'll here them confess But they will not here me cry Not a moment of weekness Not any less
They'll pick me apart I'll try to quiet their whisper Then my mind will start Not a sound from me, not a sigh, not a whimper
I'm strong today, something deep fro
It is no longer...What once was can no longer be, who I once was I can no longer find, the person staring back it just isn't me.It is no longer...
From the depths of my soul, to the very last corner tucked away in my heart, everything I've known has been torn apart.
The thoughts of yesterday have become todays fears, what a rush, what a fealing, the burning of these tears.
I am numb to the world, lost in myself, embrassing the anwser I know sits on the shelf, enjoying the high, soon wishing to die.
Today I'll be silanced, tomorrow I'll scream the words, maybe th
I am subjectedI wrap my arms around my self and pray that I forget but for some reason my memories are there, forever keptI am subjected
I wan't to know joy, I want to move on to love and to be loved but somehow this wont just disapear It's always lingering it's alway's near
It's more then just one memory It's belonged to me my entire life It's razor sharp and cuts deep like a knife
I am left shy and constantly in fear but the biggest of them all Is that the next time that I fall I wont be able to perservier and stand up tall
I'm broken and cracked and theres
The Memory RemainsHeavy rings hold cigarettes, Up to lips that time forgets. The friendship once loved, now in vain But the memory remains.The Memory Remains
Like twisted vines that grow, Hide and swallow mansions whole, In light I can see who you really are, Now it's not that hard.
Ash to ash, Dust to dust. Cut in half, turn to rust. I see you happy, I see you mad. Cry forever, I don't feel bad.
Get away, don't tell your lies. Stop your reasoned alibis. You have nothing more for me, I need the end to set me free.
Mirrors and pictures painted black,
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Without the dark, you would never see the stars.
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