Remember How To Fly by MusicIsMyLife79, literature
Literature
Remember How To Fly
agony rushes through her veins
pulsing through her soul
how long until she can let this all go?
she longs for the day
when silver meets crimson no more
and the day
when she throws the razor out the door
because when she locks herself in the bathroom
bleeding, crying, living in her gloom,
she realizes she's a statistic; a fact
'how many teen cutters?' and others like that
she wants to put the knife down,
why can't they understand?
that every time grief hits her
it winds up in her hand
she knows it could be dangerous
fatal, even, to some
but she still sits there, feeling glum
even though she knows so many have it so much worse
I just saw my profile.
Anonymous isn't group.
I don't actually understand why did i said that.
We're just anonymous,nobody knows us.
So if nobody know who we are,so how we can be group?
I'm sorry for my poor english,it's not my mother language,but i hope you understood me.