The Light in the Dirt
i'm just a illusion that was put here to escape people in a unknown extension.
have you ever gotten tired of hearing certains peoples voices?
that you wanna to grab a weapon and wanted to maul them?
i might end up in the newsbut atleastits a voice less head.
in my case it's three of them, the ones that arent in my heard.
that seem to phase me or become me.
now the sirens come towards me and all i see is red lights.
people say run away from the light but i stay still like a deer staring at headlights.
the men in white suites take me away and injectme with a placebeo drug that is suppose to knock me out.
it's my mind toying with my life.
the one voice that was maul to death was my mother.
her voice sounded like a tormented feline hung of f of the power lines.
i wish i never called her "mom"; it haunts i and my thoughts.
the second voice that lingers still with suffering is my older sister.
she is a harlot that makes fool of men that choosenot accept reality.
the third voice had burnt herself; the young one who was conflicted with what she saw. hurt by all those who said "i love".
she cries tears of sweat and sings words of work and lives her shattered life a dollar
so, i am 18.
i'm a guy and the name is Ramiro, i hate my body and i hate my name.
so i have a thing for schoolgirls, demons, and breast.
i belive that most males do as well.
i live in Los Angeles, CA.
i love to make female freinds because i love the oppisite sex,
i have a msn and yahoo so pmme if gaia is not your choice to talk to me on.
i'm a guy and the name is Ramiro, i hate my body and i hate my name.
so i have a thing for schoolgirls, demons, and breast.
i belive that most males do as well.
i live in Los Angeles, CA.
i love to make female freinds because i love the oppisite sex,
i have a msn and yahoo so pmme if gaia is not your choice to talk to me on.
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i really hate it when people think of me like they would a little girl; or worse..... ewwww. mad
what about you?