Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself
And covered with a perfect shell
Such a charming, beautiful exterior
Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes
Perfect posture, but you're barely scraping by
But you're barely scraping by
This is one time, this is one time
That you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone
Or anyone at all...or anyone at all
And the grave that you refuse to leave
The refuge that you've built to flee
The places that you've come to fear the most
It's the place that you have come to fear the most.
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
Arrg~ its 2am in the morning~ Really bored to the max.. Wanted to talk to her, but dun seems to get any reply=( Wanted to change my blog music, but dun seem to able to get it work even though i retried sooo many times. Haiz, drew this pic while i was at the com, stoning at the msn messenger for the past few hours.
