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Another Broken Girl Nov 9, 06 @ 8:58pm
Another Broken Butterfly, wingless and unfree as it falls onto my lap...i burried it under a tree. why do the things so beautiful in life seem to have faded away. to leave, to die, to make me feel this way... as angels cry and demons all hide in this enchanting universe this broken dream and everlasting scream don't really even hurt... as she dies and starts to rot, this is nature is it not? then why do we cry when our loved ones die even tho they stay in our thoughts. another broken child to witness parents fighting, another broken life hidden and still hiding...theres only so many places u can cry untill theres no place left other than the sky, now u can't get that high to cry in the sky so its better for all of us if u jus don't try....Another broken girl....lost in this world, she dosn't need the trill of this last snow hill. but that girl's gonna make her way down slowley, cuz she dosn't need anyone she's used to being lonely... crying