A little thing I wrote during study hall, Ferard-ish PLEASE READ!
nothing seems to fall out of my mouth
Then you bring up the "I'm sorry's"
when the 'bullets' final hit my head
Then back to silence
nothing but the sound of beating hearts and tears hitting the pavement
Do I run now?
Do I even say goodbye forever?
This is a forever or fornever moments
As I turn to run you place a hand on my shoulder, telling me "I know this isn't over"
I've told you everything there's nothing else I have to say I found the truths I found the lies I'm tired of all the endless nights I'm sick of only having them here I turn and run the rythem of the rain fallowing my tears.