Please don't look What's up my sleeve Is meant to stay hidden.
Please don't look I'm much to battered, and broken for anything.
Please don't look I promise I didn't do it, Someone else did.
Please don't look The scars of battle Are not what they are.
Please don't look I don't want you to see What lay beneath my sleeves.
Please don't look At the evil wreaked upon me That marred me for life.
Please don't look I don't want you to be angry Because I never fought back.
rumcandyXIII · Sun May 06, 2007 @ 04:57am · 2 Comments |