Disclaimer: I do not own DA.
AN: I don't know who this is so don't ask. I just like the idea.
So you try to work out who it is, as do I.
I cry at night. You wouldn't have thought it.
Me being so high and mighty.
I don't know why, but the tears just come out.
They come out in streams, and they never stop.
I remember everything. And everyone.
And I cry. It makes me feel so much better, to let it all out, rather than keeping the feelings in.
But when everyone asks 'what's wrong?', and 'are you OK?' I want to run.
I don't want their pity.
I want their help. I am so tired of running around people and their emotions. It just makes me ill.
So ill, I want to go to sleep and never wake up. Never.
The pain won't stop, even if I try my hardest, it won't go. So I cry. And then the people who cause it act all innocent, but their not.
It's their fault. They don't know, but they do it. Over and over again.
So I cry. Don't want to, but it happens.
They leave me finally but when I want company. They make excuses, and lies. To get away. And they do, cos I am too weak and hurt to stop them.
So I cry.
AN2: Short yes, but good.I'll leave that to you guys.
R+R.
AN: I don't know who this is so don't ask. I just like the idea.
So you try to work out who it is, as do I.
I cry at night. You wouldn't have thought it.
Me being so high and mighty.
I don't know why, but the tears just come out.
They come out in streams, and they never stop.
I remember everything. And everyone.
And I cry. It makes me feel so much better, to let it all out, rather than keeping the feelings in.
But when everyone asks 'what's wrong?', and 'are you OK?' I want to run.
I don't want their pity.
I want their help. I am so tired of running around people and their emotions. It just makes me ill.
So ill, I want to go to sleep and never wake up. Never.
The pain won't stop, even if I try my hardest, it won't go. So I cry. And then the people who cause it act all innocent, but their not.
It's their fault. They don't know, but they do it. Over and over again.
So I cry. Don't want to, but it happens.
They leave me finally but when I want company. They make excuses, and lies. To get away. And they do, cos I am too weak and hurt to stop them.
So I cry.
AN2: Short yes, but good.I'll leave that to you guys.
R+R.
