Friday, 25 July 2008 I was raised from a broken seed, I grew up to be an unwanted weed.

Only once I have broken my so called heart.
Only one made me see why they cry.

Will I learn how to be one of you someday?
Will I still feel the eyes that behold me.
Will I hear what you think,when you see me?
Will it tear me apart if you feel for me...

I 'd give my everything to you,follow you thru the garden of oblivion.
If only I could tell you everything, the little things you'll never dare to ask me...

2 Comments.:

Hamlic said...
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Hamlic said...

That's so true. I know that feeling.