Anonymous Home v23.0

Written by Diana, on 26-12-2000 00:34

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such resistance in my mind,
that smile is getting harder to find.
just take that rage and set it free;
think of how it used to be:
a razor in the top desk drawer
No clutter on my bedroom floor
that hatred for the human race
my existence as a space case
such ignorance in other rooms
i loved the way that darkness looms
no words for what was wrong with me
i let my imagination run free
i always had a word to the wise
i dreamed of being a smaller size
i dreaded going home each day
i would bleed my struggles away.
such happy memories come to mind
when all i knew where hopelessly blind.
i dream of returning to that place,
but no one sees it on my face.

Last update: 26-12-2000 00:34

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