tears

I'm as delicate as a flower, but as strong as a soldier.
The darkness comes and the streams fall, i am quiet, as quiet as one young girl can be. The music forever plays around my head, words echoing as i sit upon the solid floor. In my head i see a door slam & it locks and I try my best to find the key but it's disappeared and it doesnt want to be found, then I look to the other side and there's a door open with a light shining through, but this door's not fully open only a few centre metres but soon the wind will blow and the door shall open, i am sure. So you can hide it, you can lock it in, but it will find its way out.. trust me it will.

off to read my book 'just listen'

night night bloggger!