30 April 2007
I don’t believe in ghosts but there’s a ghost under my bed. He keeps me awake at night and he scares the shit out of me
I wish that I could go today, I wish this mess to stop. I wish that I could go today it’s a good day to die today.
And when the tears appear when it tears me apart I cannot help but dance. When the tears appear when it tears me apart I cannot help but smile. So turn it up now. Turn it up now I want to cannot help
And the world isn’t just to me tonight. I wanted to be good. I wanted to be good to you. I thought I could ask for more from you.
I took it hard you see. It cut right through me. The intension was worse but I’m alive. I have a smoke on the balcony. Whatever happened to you and me. The truth was not a part of the conflict. So I
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