My heart is silent, but is my mouth?
My heart is silent, and my thoughts are loud.
My thoughts are loud, but my heart slowly creeps away...
Deeper and deeper I go into the darkness.
With little hope, and plenty of bad memories.
How can I call mom my mother if she isn't raising me or caring?
How can I call dad my father if he is out enjoying himself and not here raising me?
How can they brag and call us thier children, if they don't own us...
How can a child not be hurt, angry, or crying in misery.
Why does the world abandon a child?
Is it the child, or is it just the parents?
Some agree, and some argue against the blame falling unto the parents.
Some children cry...alone in a desperate plea they scream.
The parents blame the child.
The parents try to kill the child that they wanted at first, but then when unpleasent and disgracing in thier eyes, they abandon...
Is that all life is in the world?
Can my heart ever trust?
Can I swim in the forever darkness and catch my heart?
Is it possible to find hope of no more pain and sadness?
Is the heart our own, or is it the persons' whom abandon you?
Is there anyone who can rescue me from my pain?
Anyone in the world who cares of feelings and not money!?
Well is there anyone!?