Everyone wants it.. just the thought of it is magic. The fame and the fortune.. fancy clothes, name brand glasses. A big house on a hill, far, far away..
By Jay Briggs6 years ago in Poets
Kill the emotions... Kill the emotions... Kill the emotions ! Empty bottles on the dresser; just to kill the depression. Or maybe it's to feel alive,
By Jay Briggs7 years ago in Poets
Just like every other soul, there's a plan for me. A plan for greatness, a plan to succeed... an idea to conquer every goal that you see.
I thought you were the one, but I was wrong all along. You were like a new radio, that played the same song. How could I be so stupid ?
What a feeling it is, when the wind hits your skin The storm has passed, and the sun is your friend The trees are smiling, and so casually blowing
