when i was younger i rember my crying out to Dad when she got trouble from Mum. No matter how hard she cried Dad was never around and i hated him, i hated him so much that i wouldn't even care if he died, i wanted him dead. Now im the one thats crying out to Dad, crying out for someone to show me how to be a man.

A Song For The Broken

I held the knife to my throat, I was ready to go, and I saw your face, the fear in your eyes.
I was ready to say goodbye to everything I ever had and everything I could have been.
Just one thought of you, was all it took to change my mind.

Sometimes I just to be alone with the only person that ever meant something to me.
Sometimes it’s hard to stay alive, and fight this battle.
Sometimes it’s hard to tell you exactly how I feel.
Sometimes it’s hard to believe in something I can’t see.
Sometimes it’s hard to make sense out of this world!

I’m broken and I’m lost, I can’t see through this fog, I can’t see what’s coming to me.
Days are feeling longer, and I can’t go on like this anymore, how much more can I take?
I’m giving up on all my hope to stay alive.

Sometimes I just to be alone with the only person that ever meant something to me.
Sometimes it’s hard to stay alive, and fight this battle.
Sometimes it’s hard to tell you exactly how I feel.
Sometimes it’s hard to believe in something I can’t see.
Sometimes it’s hard to make sense out of this world!

This world will bring you down, but you just gotta get back up and fight.
I know sometimes fear can hold you back, but just have to stop being a wuss.
I know you’re afraid of what people might say, but fuck them all!
This world will never make sense but don’t let that stop you from living your life.

arguing with God?

i'm arguing with God... hmm or is it just me, either way thats not going to happen i don't even know her that well, don't even know why it came to my mind in the first place, but then again what if? hmm.