These words I
write,
these stories I tell
they all mean something different,
I hope nobody will tell.
these tears I shed,
these sobs I cry,
they all have a meaning
to which I might die.
these laughs i laugh,
these smiles I spread,
sometimes they're fake
but they might be alright.
now you know
and you won't care
if i do these things.
you won't even dare
to put me down
and change myself.
for I am me and no one else.
♥
These words I write, these stories I tell they all mean something
