April 22, 2006
Fall back? Who can she - that nobody, turn to?
Who's going to catch her before she falls.
Before she bleeds, bleeds her life away.
They took away her dignity.
They took away her happiness.
They took away her love.
They took away her life.
Words alone, is enough.
Enough to bring her down.
To break her heart, to tear it apart.
Like rubbing salt into her wounds.
For all she's left with are memories from the past.
Crying over the happy moments because she knows,
knows those moments are history.
Still glad, because it happened.
Crying over the bad times for she's been hurt.
The damage done, to break her little heart,
even given a lifetime, can never be forgotten.
Her twin wanted revenge. Sweet revenge.
Intoxicated with nothing but hate and revenge.
She tries to stop her twin's evil misdoing.
Once, twice, thrice.
But ends up dragged into the game.
She's hurt and hurting.
But she doesn't mean to.
She's learnt from the game.
Sworn never to step in again.
She knows her limits. She knows she'll stop.
Even if it takes away her sanity or
every bit of her energy.
You see the tears in her eyes -
it tells only the truth.
She never meant to hurt anyone.
She wants to forget.
But it keeps haunting.
She wants to love.
But they turn her away.
She's lost, confused, perturbed, full of pain.
Once again, she can't breath.
Gasping for air.
But she doesn't want to die, not now.
She fights to live, but doesn't know why.
Hello, cruel world.
When will this all stop?
And when she's silent, deep in thought,
it's then she's fighting her twin.
The battle - with her feelings at stake.
She's got to win.
-nIx- @ [[9:16 AM]]
Fall back? Who can she - that nobody, turn to?
Who's going to catch her before she falls.
Before she bleeds, bleeds her life away.
They took away her dignity.
They took away her happiness.
They took away her love.
They took away her life.
Words alone, is enough.
Enough to bring her down.
To break her heart, to tear it apart.
Like rubbing salt into her wounds.
For all she's left with are memories from the past.
Crying over the happy moments because she knows,
knows those moments are history.
Still glad, because it happened.
Crying over the bad times for she's been hurt.
The damage done, to break her little heart,
even given a lifetime, can never be forgotten.
Her twin wanted revenge. Sweet revenge.
Intoxicated with nothing but hate and revenge.
She tries to stop her twin's evil misdoing.
Once, twice, thrice.
But ends up dragged into the game.
She's hurt and hurting.
But she doesn't mean to.
She's learnt from the game.
Sworn never to step in again.
She knows her limits. She knows she'll stop.
Even if it takes away her sanity or
every bit of her energy.
You see the tears in her eyes -
it tells only the truth.
She never meant to hurt anyone.
She wants to forget.
But it keeps haunting.
She wants to love.
But they turn her away.
She's lost, confused, perturbed, full of pain.
Once again, she can't breath.
Gasping for air.
But she doesn't want to die, not now.
She fights to live, but doesn't know why.
Hello, cruel world.
When will this all stop?
And when she's silent, deep in thought,
it's then she's fighting her twin.
The battle - with her feelings at stake.
She's got to win.
-nIx- @ [[9:16 AM]]
