What is it I keep searching for
In every second of every minute
And each moment
Why do I keep crying
Like this is all some big mistake by chance
And I don't have a choice
How can I blame anyone, but me
For causing all of this for myself
When I know it's all my fault
And I keep reaching for the fire
With every burn I'm a little more drawn
I keep reaching for the fire
Finally the pain is not so appealing,
But I feel like I can never let go.
Tout de moi
- Roxanne Ashley
- Brooklyn, New York
- I have two bloggers.
One for my old HS writing: lalisavescows.blogspot.com and a more recent one: amaridisogna.blogspot.com.
I'm not original or special. I have no significant attributes or achievements. I'm just like every other procrastinating, overly dramatic young woman with way too much on her mind and too much free time to think about it.
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