Friday, April 03, 2009,
Today when everyone was asleep and everything was dead,
my father asked me how it went,
he sighed and walk away,
"do something, fast"
You dont know how much that hurt.
How much it hurts.
I cant sleep.
I cant breathe.
How much can i give?
Cut me up and sell me-
im sorry you have to work so hard,try so hard,keep your hopes up,and i have to come and just knock everything down.There isnt a second chance anymore.
It either i make it or die during it.
Nothing in between-
9:06 AM