its jux not being emo
its how da leaves tattered
and drop to da ground
and stepped on.
no attention,
no glam death,
no one even remember how much or a help and essential it was to us.
no one rememer it..
how da past affect,
how da future brings no hope.
no, i wun be able to
never be able to move away fromt is patch of grey.
maybe, maybe one day u'll carry mi away.
maybe, maybe one day i'll jux die here.
maybe, maybe ere's no maybe..