Sometimes I just sit back and wonder what was meant to be learned from that event that occured everything happens for a reason right I left behind just another tragic lesson in life an organic r
Drenaline flight high above the traumatised situation of life...its ironic, considerate rarity patron of love, higher knowledge engulfs me cause, the blast of fate a lesson, to my eyes concern
D overwhelmed theirs were of fear yet Im feelin so empty inside and yet it burns so akward this..time.....tears a waterfall of acid cries from his, eyes, I need to recognize, its meant to be.
S alive and his cries just begin arisin suprisin as well...this little boy proud of helpin those in need but hes not me but just maybe he could be, I can see it now because, Im a hero in hi
S temporarily blind this immature kid a spirit as well an angel, hiding by helping and wanting to understand..me...its somethin w/ my pride, lies, I cannot hide my true side, and maybe in dist
I can still come out laughing
Thats the way I am...am I hard to recognize? what do I need to realize? why cant I see w/ my own eyes? what do I need to see?