Just a Child
Whats in my head has no end
what gave you the right?
who ever said i was yours
just a child
didnt you know you would ruin me for life
did you get your thrill
are you happy now i'm all messed up
A constant fight to stay alive
not knowing how to love
for i am dirty & used
loaded down with your filth
black & hollow i have no desire
my life is useless
in this world that dissapeared before i knew it...
I would just like to say that what i write is not always about me, i just write what comes in my head, sometimes i wonder where it comes from but most times i take it as a gift..
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