Alone.

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How can so many feel like so little                                                                                                                                 

How long will I hit this wall which is so brittle.                                                                                                         

"Ignore them" I was repeatedly told                                                                                                                             

Even as it was getting very cold.                                                                                                                                     

 I heard the plan that they made at eight                                                                                                                    

But by then it was much too late.   

Something I thought not even my parents knew

Was soon on the Internet and had rapidly grew.

I couldn't bare it I had to go

And that's when I ran away from home.

It wasn't much of a home to me

But the scene of a terrible tragedy.

It wasn't just at my prison-like school

But what my mum used to do it, a very big tool.

So before the fate landed upon me

I decided to run, breakout and be free.

Somehow I made it to the mountain's cave

That has a nearby village with things I will save

I then found no one to comfort me 

So forever I'm alone and alone I will be.







Until...

                                                                                                                                        

Alone. -SequelHistórias para pegar e não largar. Descubra agora