un-titled

I Always begin to think that this was the end of my life

and I was heartbroken because these unspoken words are hurting me inside

it seems that my nightmares are my life

and my dreams I can't succeed

as I give out with open arms its just doesn't seem to be enough

my hatetred for people is starting to unite

I began feeling alone and when I picked up a pen and paper

my life was like a song