I write to stay alive It is my will to live May it rhyme or not Each gives a bit of happiness
Depression... Like and umbrella Let's nothing in but wind But doesn't let The death rain touch you Nah, too easy
Sorrow... Like given your all And just to be slapped Not good enough They shout
Defeat... To know your skills Were not as Skillful To know You are a joke
All these things Worse then death So embrace death's kiss They beckon on
No I will have my Depression Sorrow And Defeat
But death can keep it's kiss I don't need it
JaxChan7 · Sun Jan 02, 2005 @ 09:02pm · 0 Comments |