Opinions are bothersome
The collection of words that come freely through my fingers, and become alive in through my chords
Is anyone there to help me?
I feel like I wanna change.. So yeah. Rate and review?
Be mine tonight.
A poem about her
Wow these are getting worse and worse as I keep writing.
This poem is pretty shit but I'm too fucked up to care right now.
I am nothing.
I can't hold on any longer.
Needs to be said.
Feeling fucking insane right now.
You want to know what is behind the door.