7 August 2012
My heart is being sliced one by one
With all the guilt and stupid things I have done
Scars and bruises cause no pain
Although I like to make them it somehow keeps me sane
I dont talk to people I hide in my shell
It keeps me hidden from this place I call hell
I really don't belong here I belong in a storybook
A place I can't find no matter how hard I look
Where things are exciting and cool not drama and hate
A place where happily every after shall always be my fate
Wheres My Happily Ever After? • Opuss № I