Broken and left for dead I had to change my path refuse to ever give in I will not be defeated I will rise form this place Gainging strength Rise from
Severed wrists can spill no blood No regrets for the judged Walk alone Stand alone I stand for more Though I'm unsure Never follow what you see Believe
Reach back and release the power held in each The tools of knowledge we have received Our youth removed stripped of verity But a voice is crying out
Imperfection seems to have gotten the best of me. I beat myself down in this frustration. In unreal aspiration- never allowing progression to begin- sights
Because I stand in this defiance, I wear the mark of those Who choose to refuse self-destructive points of view And with each day spent in my self-perseverance
when narrow minds meet they will combine, and bound by fear they will divide. but speration can only destroy what`s left. insuring the end of what`s true
another day gone by with nothing said. another wish wasted another thought dead. crying to myself am i the only one. trying within myself but what`s done
She's lying on her back Staring at the sky Over and over in her head she's asking herself why Release me Free me Can't find out the reasons why Can't
Still hanging on the words from your lips Still trembling at my fingertips The end came sooner than expected It came without warning without mercy
what will remain of those days when it all meant something to you, the kinds, and me- it was more than just something yes, but it's changed.what will
stepping groundn lost, fallen through the sand of time. the security once known has been stripped back and exposed. strong hands wich before expressed
Emptiness again Left alone again Left to question all that's happened No one cares No one tries All that's left is the will to die Try... Try to
No need Theres no use The past is gone Can't look back Forgive Condemn the choices made are mine alone I won't back down from this Can't turn back now
The fight for what's right does not lie in closed minds Search inside and you will find the answers lie within the reach of those who try... to live
will you ever know what it is feel for you? can i express myself - is there any way to? it moves through and through it moves through me... look into
just when it felt like these walls weren`t so close, and the grip of what held me tight was close enough for my escape... i fell again, and where were
the shadow is taking over by acceptance...the shadow is taking over. the movement pulled below. strifled crises are thrown aside but i am searching for
reaching hands- cirkling down i see it twist to nothing torn from what it meant, cou from extence...my fingers bleed, but reaching hands are not weak