I can be the cold chill in your spine or the warm sun light on your face
I am left wondering why it is the though in everybody's mind that I am emo
I hear voices in my head
I see those who past, in dressed
I want to hit the lottery, hopefully sometime soon
I can be the cold chill in your spine or the warm sun light on your face
To be free and have my own self expression
I feel tired, so dreary that my eyes are trembling at the thought of being awake another hour
I adore the soft touch
I worry that some will finally see through my fake smile
I cry when I have to face the fact that I might lose the one I love
I can be the cold chill in your spine or the warm sun light on your face
I understand how love feels, even if right now it’s intangible to my own grasp
I see life for all that it has to offer, the good and the bad
I dream about the after life
I try to keep my promise to my friends, even if that means hurting me
I hope for true love and a wide future full of hope and happiness
I can be the cold chill in your spine or the warm sun light on your face