Nothing else
Standing n a room trying to grasp my words as they flow freely around
standing in a cold dark room where nothing is my own Everything that i once stood for with my head held up high is is falling to the ground
No one gets my words
No one understand my thought
No one grasp these feeling that i have
I sometimes with for the spiders to come back
They made more since to me
I understood what they wanted
I could grasp what they needed
They didn't try to kill all at once
They knew i had a purpose in everything i did
They knew they could use me
But these people out here
Want to hurt me with everything they got.
They want to take everything i have..
I guess they don't understand i have nothing left to give....
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Emobabi2009posted on 01/24/2008
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