Anger breeds all this depression you see
Nothing ever what I want it to be
Home being an abandoned forest grave
A hero that doesn't know how to save
Love conquers all that it can consume
But is it the answer or is it doom
Fake smiles hold all the happiness in place
Though there is nothing left to be called grace
With every day turning into the night
A hopeless cause makes me give up the fight
Reuse me from what's crawling in my skin
I really don't want this to be the end
Saturday, June 5, 2010
(Need A) Hero
Posted by MyLifeInShambles at 8:59 AM
Labels: False Hope, Habits, Hero
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