martes, marzo 09, 2010

I lay alone awake at night, sorrow fills my eyes. But I’m not strong enough to cry, despite of my disguise. I’m left with no shoulder, but everybody wants to lean on me. I guess I’m their soldier.
Well, who’s gonna be mine
Who’s there to save the hero when she’s left all alone & she’s crying out for help. Who’s there to save the hero, who’s there to save the girl… After she saves the world.
I bottle all my hurt inside, I guess I’m living a lie. Inside my mind each day I die. What can bring me back to life?
A simple word, a gesture, someone to say you’re beautiful. Come find this buried treasure, rainbows lead to a pot of gold.
I’ve given too much of myself, & now it’s driving me crazy. I’m crying out for help. Sometimes I wish someone would Just come here and save me…
Save me from myself.

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