I know your hurting i know your in pain. I know there is another person that lives inside you,and struggles to break free.
I have a question. who were you when you were with me?.
you say horrific things and you don't care yet you cry to everyone and behave like it wasn't you who caused the problem. do you pride yourself on this? or do you really not care? are you really what you claim to be? a monster dressed in a angelic suit? who is the man that wants to hurt innocent children and women? who is he? did I know him? was he the one that held me in his arms? is he one in the same? how do you cry one moment and I find your poems when noone is looking and your so sad I cry with them. I always know when its...