Tuesday, January 18, 2005
He's fading away like a wilted flower,
Too many people watered him with dirty water,
Its too much, nothing can changed him back,
Hes gone far beyond the finish line,waiting,
Is there someone now who wont hurt him?
Someone who will able to carry him,far away,
Is there someone who will able to take the lead,
He dropped the baton and he gave it up,
He tried his best to help his friend along his life,
The bag he carry,full of burdens and misery,tore open,
Spilt on him,poisoning his blood and corroding his soul,
His knees weakened,he cant carry it no more,it dropped,
He cries in silence as his soul suck out by the night,
He dreamt things that made him cold in the morning,
All he had now is hate and jealousy as he see his friends together,happy,
Its hard for him to stay now,but he didnt want to die,
Dont blame him for the sensitive heart he has,
He is all over-protective and scared it will be broken,
But every single time he protect it,it crack,
He cant hear anything but hurtful words,
He just want to run,but he couldnt......
Make him run,Make him run,
Keep him running,Keep him running,
Before death catch up on him...
P.s.Saw a kitten at school..Gave him food and water,but I didnt gave him a home*Goodbye kitty*
10:09 PM
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