such a waste, my life whole life is a fake!...but im sure ive been a thorn inside of you...that's torn at you for years. but, sometimes i can taste how amargo, amarga i've become...& its mais then i can bare. sometimes i pray for someone to blow me away. just make it quick, but let it burn...so i can feel the pain thats torn at me for years. i can't be held responsable, 'cause this is all so new to me. can i...leave my pain behind?
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what you DO with the gift of life, that determends who you are. the pain you feel...its normal. let it go.
you think?
yes. you need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
you can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what you DO with the gift of life, that determends who you are. the pain you feel...its normal. let it go.
you think?
yes. you need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
you can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
I do not own this. I did not write it, and I do not know the author. I just really like this and wanted to share it.
Who will you be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will you run?
Will you hide?
Or will you hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and you are the apple.
So who will you be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will you cower,
or will you fight?
Is your coração made of glass?
Or a pure snow white?
Who will you be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will you run?
Will you hide?
Or will you hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and you are the apple.
So who will you be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will you cower,
or will you fight?
Is your coração made of glass?
Or a pure snow white?
tell me why i miss you
why did i have feelings for you?
i wish i could answer these perguntas on my own,
but i cant.
honestly, they only thing that i want right now is you.
i dont know why i still miss you,
i dont understand why i really want another chance
what i really dont get is why you wont let me show you that ive changed
back then i didnt know any better
after going on intercession, ive grown alot
in all honesty, yesterday really made me think about things
it opened my eyes, and changed the way i felt.
i didn't really know you,
i wanted to get away,
now, i realize i was wrong, and im sorry.
i hate that we dont talk anymore
i wish we still do.
i hope you read this,
and forgive me, so we can start over again.
Hi, my name is Hikaru.
What's yours :)
why did i have feelings for you?
i wish i could answer these perguntas on my own,
but i cant.
honestly, they only thing that i want right now is you.
i dont know why i still miss you,
i dont understand why i really want another chance
what i really dont get is why you wont let me show you that ive changed
back then i didnt know any better
after going on intercession, ive grown alot
in all honesty, yesterday really made me think about things
it opened my eyes, and changed the way i felt.
i didn't really know you,
i wanted to get away,
now, i realize i was wrong, and im sorry.
i hate that we dont talk anymore
i wish we still do.
i hope you read this,
and forgive me, so we can start over again.
Hi, my name is Hikaru.
What's yours :)
