enter my mind of 2 am and lonely nights
I try my best, but no one’s impressed.
When I'm gone, I want you to promise me, That you won't stop thinking about me. Don't You Ever Forget About Me.
Darling, I am just a painter, painting houses for the rich old folks.
Wake up, wake up, wake up.
But for your sunshine, I send the rain.
I'm nothing, can't you see? A waste of space. I'm just another set of bones to lay to rest. *super depressing. be warned*
I don't really know where I was going with this.
Dark eyes and darker hair.
A son's last note to his father. *Inspired By: A Trophy Father's Trophy Son by Sleeping With Sirens*