Cracking my knuckles,As my coffee becomes cold.Sitting among my peers,A teacher lecturing without speakingAnd all I can think ofIs how much I want.Fro..
The way they look at meWith shame and disappointment in their eyesAnd a hint of fearAs if they're scared of what I'll do nextScared of what next will ..
Everyday I'm looking at my scarsAnd a craving to crack them back openFills me to the point where I nearly give inEvery few weeksEvery few monthsI fall..
She goes from boy to boyFrom man to manLoving fewLusting after manyAnd leaving them allShe's been beatenAnd bruisedBy a man who demandedHer loveShe's ..
I'm dreading the buzzingAnd listening to the droningMy eyes are rollingAnd my head is poundingThe clock slowly tickingTheir lecturesnever-endingI stop..
Without the lyrics on my lipsMy soul is a silent song.Without the pictures in my mindMy life is a blank canvas.Without the words in my heartMy world i..