The reason I sketch your pic at times because in your smile I see something more beautiful than the stars.
An angel for some, a demon for some, for me, it's heart of the one. Never want to hurt, keep many secrets beneath the blood. sob in the dark, but, people thinks, it's beat of the heart. No one thought, no one observe, but, it supplies tears as blood....
Learns a lot and lots more to learn.
The biggest problem occurs when i try to forget you are nights, cuz i ain't got control on my dreams...
YOU ARE NOT HERE TO LISTEN TO YOURSELF, YOU ARE HERE TO LISTEN TO YOUR SOUL.
