Who am I you ask? What is the voice whispering in your ear? I am you! I am the thoughts you leave behind, the thoughts that focus on the self. The real you is what I am.
Everything you would of been if you had not created Outer.
So, I ask, what set you off?
Adults, you say.
Their words that sacrificed your happiness for their own. Their actions that were meant to protect but just stunted growth.They realise...you do not trust them. You see, that little voice inside, saying do not trust as far as you can throw, the one saying they hurt, cause pain, that....is me.
I protect you.
I AM YOU!
In the end you're the only one to blame.
You pushed them away even though they cared.
I suppose it a good thing.
In the end.
They lied...yes....I knew.
It would of hurt you if you knew.
The pain would of took over you, you didn't care though...it had gone on for too long.
You still blame them.
Say it's their fault...
When truly...
It was yours....
Peel away the outer layers, until you find the stranger that was once yourself. They are innocent, untouched,untainted by the cruel world, that we, as humanity have created. Their world has not fallen around their feet, their face lights up with childish innocence at simple things, things that, you, can not bare to understand.They want nothing but a simple life, friends and family surrounding them. Just look at them then look at you, what have you become? What has happened to that childish grace? Do they even exist any more? I think not. You spend all your life trying to find out who you are, who they were - but - you won't find them, not unt
Bury the castle,
Bury the lies
She's still innocent in your eyes,
Malicious whispers,
Broken mind,
Still innocent in your eyes,
You live in a fairytale,
Home's no where to be found,
She's still innocent in your eyes,
Broken heart,
Broken mind,
Ripping wings of butterflies,
Burn the castle,
Burn the lies,
Rip down your fairytale,
Get your heads out the clouds,
Changed beyond belief,
She's never been innocent...
Who am I you ask? What is the voice whispering in your ear? I am you! I am the thoughts you leave behind, the thoughts that focus on the self. The real you is what I am.
Everything you would of been if you had not created Outer.
So, I ask, what set you off?
Adults, you say.
Their words that sacrificed your happiness for their own. Their actions that were meant to protect but just stunted growth.They realise...you do not trust them. You see, that little voice inside, saying do not trust as far as you can throw, the one saying they hurt, cause pain, that....is me.
I protect you.
I AM YOU!
In the end you're the only one to blame.
You pushed them away even though they cared.
I suppose it a good thing.
In the end.
They lied...yes....I knew.
It would of hurt you if you knew.
The pain would of took over you, you didn't care though...it had gone on for too long.
You still blame them.
Say it's their fault...
When truly...
It was yours....
Peel away the outer layers, until you find the stranger that was once yourself. They are innocent, untouched,untainted by the cruel world, that we, as humanity have created. Their world has not fallen around their feet, their face lights up with childish innocence at simple things, things that, you, can not bare to understand.They want nothing but a simple life, friends and family surrounding them. Just look at them then look at you, what have you become? What has happened to that childish grace? Do they even exist any more? I think not. You spend all your life trying to find out who you are, who they were - but - you won't find them, not unt
Bury the castle,
Bury the lies
She's still innocent in your eyes,
Malicious whispers,
Broken mind,
Still innocent in your eyes,
You live in a fairytale,
Home's no where to be found,
She's still innocent in your eyes,
Broken heart,
Broken mind,
Ripping wings of butterflies,
Burn the castle,
Burn the lies,
Rip down your fairytale,
Get your heads out the clouds,
Changed beyond belief,
She's never been innocent...
I am a self proclaimed 15 year old doodle addict with a penchant for writing, being depressed and arguing.I spend most of my time in my room or on the computer blasting music so I can't hear my mother screaming at me for someone else's stuff. Home ain't that great so I escape through reading, writing and drawing.
Current Residence: Grimsby Favourite genre of music: rock Favourite style of art: psychadelic MP3 player of choice: Ipod Favourite cartoon character: scooby-doo
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There's a turtle on Debbie's foot called spiffy, who's blue and likes eating toes, whilst she wants B**bs. Lewis says I do, when Debbie say I don't and carrot stixks are yummy :)