Why can't I just screw up...and live...or maybe die...
can i cry.... can i, when i'm feeling down tears has got me drowned my life just went amiss something broken can never keep breaking or can it? when i keep hoping... does that mean i'm hopeless? when i keep loving... does that mean, i'll keep hurting? when I taste vile in my throat... does that mean i'm crying? if i'm dropping like a rock in a dungeon of shock does that mean i'm mocked? should I be shy... if I come to you and cry? come on' quit the sympathy and kindness...tell me i'm a loose... Sign in to see full entry.