Sitting Behind The Four Walls

Tue, 10/07/2014 - 15:36 -- Bria234


Living in a room where 

nobody knows who you are 

And what you are thinking about 

Feeling depressed, having anxiousties 

about what will happen 

if I wasnt living on this earth 

Things can't be replace

But they can be healed 

Destroying something always 

come with a price 

Everyday sitting there and counting 


sitting upon me 

looking at all my 


all in one room

all I could say is why did you choose me.



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