When I hear wewe voice the birds all hush thier noise.
but now when I see your face with that glowing light.
I dont know if I should laugh au cry.
When I think of the good times we had
I wish thoses time could have last.
I try to keep telling my self it will be ok
but then I think how much longer will I be able to go this way.
I wish to hear wewe laugh again and to tell wewe how much I upendo and adore you.
However I know it wont ever come because
it might be to late to.
If your happy then I am happy
if your sad then I will grieve as well
wewe might have moved on but I will
never forget the great things wewe have done for me
no matter how long I live
I will allways-allways
upendo you.
She finds her Marafiki in their blood swimming
Trying to composed when fact she’s crying
She hasty runs when she saw someone approaching
In the corner of her room, she’s sitting with fear
Discerning that her Marafiki killer saw her
Her door opens instantly
But she locked it already
With dread she stand and check for it
A hazel brown eyes and faultless curve lips
A lady with fine body and dark straight hair
There, a killer standing and smiling at her
She promptly slammed and locked the door
The she saw her frighten self in the mirror
She went nearer and noticed a dagger she’s holding
And a bloody dress she’s wearing.
look in the mirror please
if wewe dont wewe wont find the beuty
thats hiding in you
wewe say your ugly wewe cry all night
wewe slam the door on my face one night
when i tried helping wewe out
look in the mirror i know wewe are beutiful wewe just got to beileve in your self.
but wewe probaly wont why cant wewe see the beuty thats waiting to arrive
the boys would want wewe oh carolyn i hope u relize that .
this is no joke wewe are beutiful in my eyes but in yours ur a monster
why cant wewe see what eye see
i hope someday wewe will believe me.
if wewe dont wewe wont find the beuty
thats hiding in you
wewe say your ugly wewe cry all night
wewe slam the door on my face one night
when i tried helping wewe out
look in the mirror i know wewe are beutiful wewe just got to beileve in your self.
but wewe probaly wont why cant wewe see the beuty thats waiting to arrive
the boys would want wewe oh carolyn i hope u relize that .
this is no joke wewe are beutiful in my eyes but in yours ur a monster
why cant wewe see what eye see
i hope someday wewe will believe me.
Solitude,
Somewhere in my mind.
Where I can rest my head,
And let go of all the pain.
Back on my feet,
To make my place again.
Recharge my soul,
So I can live once more.
What happened to being a child?
When getting high meant too much sugar.
When breaking the rules was staying up past bedtime.
When saying "I upendo you",
Was only intended for your mom,
And the pressure of it never set upon you..
Looking up at the clouds,
I only see dark gray.
When they use to be white,
And full of life.
And I'd pick out shapes and smile.
Now it's dark.
Only dark,
And I feel I've Lost my way.
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
If I should die before I wake..-"
Die? Before I wake..Sounds good to me.
Somewhere in my mind.
Where I can rest my head,
And let go of all the pain.
Back on my feet,
To make my place again.
Recharge my soul,
So I can live once more.
What happened to being a child?
When getting high meant too much sugar.
When breaking the rules was staying up past bedtime.
When saying "I upendo you",
Was only intended for your mom,
And the pressure of it never set upon you..
Looking up at the clouds,
I only see dark gray.
When they use to be white,
And full of life.
And I'd pick out shapes and smile.
Now it's dark.
Only dark,
And I feel I've Lost my way.
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
If I should die before I wake..-"
Die? Before I wake..Sounds good to me.
