Am I that replaceable? Am I nothing more then a tool? A toy? Somthing that you can use and then throw away just like that? Am I made out of plastic and fun to destroy? Is that what you think of me? You are wrong. I am strong. It is mearly a repeat of history. Replaced once... twice... three times... four.... On this fifth time I shall fight... Thay are not yours alone... Share the right of friendship... for I am now alone once again... For the fifth time...
cry...i think there is somthing wrong with me...I've made over three emo peoms tonight...i think XD
Missy Mango pop · Sat Jul 05, 2008 @ 08:35am · 0 Comments |