"Give me the pen,
so i can write my pain away,
but no, you wouldn't understand"
After all is said and done
i storm down to another
lonely bedroom and lonely night
out of frustration
I send my fist threw the wall
as i pull my arm back
I realize i am crying
but not from physical pain,
for, i dont feel anymore,
but from pain in my heart
everyday get so hard and more painful
i no longer have a reason to wake,
becasue i am told Loving you is wrong
but then again,
whne am i ever right?