I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look around all I can see,
is darkness and pain...
my chest is tight, I can hardly breathe.
I feel empty and broken,
I feel like a monster is trying to escape.
I don't know which way to go...
I am crying but only dry tears,
dust on my face and sores on my mind,
I do not speak nor do I try,
I have a million times.
before I save myself,
and death is my way,
not long from today,
I am seeking my way...
I'm sorry for hurting you, like the way I do
I'm sorry for the hurtful things I always sa
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
Never give up,
Never give in.
Move onward and upward with strength from within.
Eyes glare of
the unexpected
staring far too long
the person that
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
You came as a ray of light,
Made my life cheerful and bright,
Showering your affe
Live, love, laugh,
play, fight, cry.
Time seems short when it's just you and I,
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
