| "Maybe I should cry for help Maybe I should kill myself Blame it on my A.D.D. baby Maybe I'm a different breed Maybe I'm not listening So blame it on my A.D.D. baby" |


All I get I'm in love with thee,All I get by ~Blackeyedwolves
My echo, my shadow, and me.
I'm stuck here,
In these dark, cold places.
The roses, falling so gently,
I have no vases.
The voices,
They tell me,
They have three,
One of them, just me.
My hands,
They shakes.
My vision,
They take.
I cannot see,
What they have done to me.
My shadow has gone,
No light to be found.
I realize then,
I'm stuck underground.
So lonely without it,
No one to talk to.
It has outgrown me,
I'm not something new.
I cannot replace it,
They have taken it.
The last one,
Part of my theme.
I can't help it,
I scream.
I fall suddenly silent,
Because all I get,
is an echo back.
All I get,
Is an ech


No one No one speaks,No one by ~Blackeyedwolves
No one spoke,
But all can hear,
The weary folk.
Chipped, Cracked,
Torn, Broken.
These are the words,
Left unspoken.
Those simple words,
Of no desire,
Are still there,
Like a lingering fire.
Hidden away,
But in plain sight,
These words are bright,
In the darkest of night.
No one shows,
Everyone looks,
Most hide,
Some like an open book.
Most,
So cruel to judge,
Most,
Hold every grudge.
Paper thin,
Are the walls around those,
Who hold it in,
And it slowly shows.
No one speaks,
No one spoke,
But all can hear,
The weary folk.
