i feel broken inside but i've said that already
every poem i write is another anguished plea
is there any point in trying to express how i feel
in this era, it's hard to tell if one's pity is real
thoughts that whisper in my mind buried deep, it's hard to find screams for attention so desperate and violen... Mais
i feel broken inside but i've said that already
every poem i write is another anguished plea
is there any point in trying to express how i feel
in this era, it's hard to tell if one's pity is real