December 2009
I wish you could see me now, So much stronger you told me id never make it, You tried to fake it. somehow i dont regret it, maybe i just wanna forget it. At the end of the day, its just me, by myself&
"God" sent me here for a reason. To help people, in the differcult choice of right and wrong. It's safe to say "God" and i failed, nothing i say counts for shit, its like quicksand. the harder i try,