I have an idea and i have a choice
i have some wisdom and i have a voice
i have a heart that loves to give
i have a life i'm suppose to live
But how am i suppose to know that i'm just a kid?
i have my glass armor i hold close to me
but throught the glass everyone can see
the blood that pours from my wrist
as satan adds me to his list
But now i hear the sirens blareing in the air i really didnt know that these people really care
as i'm laying on this bed that i've never seen before
i gess god took away satans score
am i really worth that much to save my life from death?
of course other people do worse than me
as others die from achol and meth
in this world of death and sin
let the truth rise and begin
peer-pressure, pain and deppression
for all those people who reads this letter let them learn this final lesson
you were born with a purpose and a fate
And you should act now to save another be for it to late
 dark sagest · Tue Sep 11, 2007 @ 10:01pm · 1 Comments |
