My silence was painted on my name
Made me different while everybody’s the same
Everyone turns to be a traitor
Seeking the weakness inside my closed door
The grip on the knob that I will never lose
But this weird me is what I decided to choose
Coz the monster that I didn’t expect to come
The one I’ve been fighting to destroy is what I’ve become…
Composed by unnamed soul
3 comments:
hmmm...
may i know the monster that you didnt expect to come?
love you,Joyce!
TC and good luck! :)
you surely rocked more than i did!
you wrote poems like you're a f*cking pro! i'll always be there for you, no b*llsh*t...
you're great!!!
i appreciate you took my influence like its f*cking absolutely wonderful. i hope i taught you important things,, and share all the sh*ts i do good...
i'll always be your mentor or your teacher and all that jazz...
i'll support you damn its true...
remember what mike used to say,,,
F_CK CRITICS!!!
yeah dude thanks for all the things you've taught me. and you're right f**** critics. thanks for the great comment. that's the greatest comment i've ever f****** read. thankz for being a great sis even though we have a lot of fights but dude that's sister for. to be an adviser and at the same time the one who'll challenge your temper. You don't know how much you extended my world dude. thanks for being like that even though theres so many people sh*ting around you, you keep being that strong. two thumbs up to you dude!
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