As i saw her tears hit the ground i tried 2 imagine her and not a 99% of wat i thought was close 2 wat she felt, 6 Oclock was the time when little by little everyword she told me broke me into 2 pieces every tear she let out seemed like drops of blood from that torn heart she had inside In her i met a girl whos dreams are big but hopes are small whos night are lond and days r short who hides the real her behind naked eyes and a ice Boxed heart
Some how i felt her pain as she told me how her river flows and how it leads to her bloody ocean. i know shes fallen i know shes down ...but shes maneged to get right back up she asked for so little yet receives none and behind those partys,beers,and teenage years you fall back 2 reality and again begins 2 cry...... IN a future i know her heart will carry a scare dificult to cure and impossible 2 erase and as days become hours and hours become minutes everytime the night comes through ,she knows a new river of tears is about to appear cause she fells lonely cause she feels lost and cause she thinks nobody understands her pesonal Thoughts
I KNOW I DO .......
