sandpapering my life away
hollowing out the broken dreams of yesterday
my rough persona will never smooth
and I long for this to change
for these intrusions to move.
As I loose myself my mind my all
Clawing at the edge of sanity, Clinging
on for somwthing to prove
and I long for this to change
for these intrusions to move.
A life of existance is not a life but a
lie, betting a chance a wish to
improve
and I ong for this to change
for these intrusions to move.
Whilest sandpapering my worries away
wearing through the skin
I'm under the surface
ready to begin

Comments
Cavalcaderl | September 18, 2009 - 22:09
New bleedingforever
yes it's true sandpaper
spokes on a bike etc:
they come up bran new.
don;t over sandpaper though!
I like verse;
Whilst sandpapering my worries away
wearing through the skin
I'm under the surface
ready to begin.
julie x cavalcader.