Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Im leaving this shitty town,
Ditch it for good.
Runaway and i wont back down.
What did this ever do for me?
Constant questions, never a ryme.
Come with me, we will leave this awful place.



Theres always been a peice missing,
Something lost in the covers,
Shaded in grey, crossed out new.
Come find this place, grab my hand and follow me.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

You waited.

Its amazing having someone like you around.
Everyone always loves being loved every now and then.
I caught you.