not that anyone even bothers to read my journal anymore,
but hey, i spose not -all- is lost
A Lonely Teen
on a street
a stranger to all he meets
no one cares
no ones there
eyes hidden behind his hair
desperation in those eyes
long lost dreams
they've all died
never heard, never free
lonely you, lonely me
A Lonely Teen
Beaten down
shows no emotion, except a frown
no one cares,
no ones there
eyes hidden behind his hair
adoration in those eyes
his fantasy's
haven't died
always heard, always free
No longer lonely, you or me
 Teren The Chocobo Knight · Wed Jun 06, 2007 @ 10:59am · 4 Comments |
