alexbray97

recently there was a sense of urgency Of discovering who i'm supposed to be stuck in a world of hatred and malice and if you want to leave, then just ask Alice. Sideways, upside down, ever changing in my life i'm rearranging the good and bad sounds of life itself or just plain books up on the shelf save all the memories, draw the lines for your enemies recognize the truth in everything don't be blind, and always sing sing of love, sing of hate sing with or without it being great for judgement doesn't matter in the beings who haven't known you for a while so hand them that dull, scratched platter and walk away with a smile when i walk i often think too much about the people that don't deserve me i always long for that everlasting touch from people that truly know me sitting here with my mind at ease suddenly i feel a squeeze of arts flowing in and out of me self-diagnosis? me being me.

I have no idea what I should write So I'm typing words tada

The humans I called friends... where did they go? the ones who helped me when I felt so low... They made me laugh they made me cry I'll never know the reasons why they left me here, so scared and alone the humans I called friends their faces haven't shown Since I don't know when And I don't know why they are all gone and now I sit and cry The humans I called friends... where did they go? they once helped lift me up... when I was so low.