hope, for me, is a place uncharted
and extreamly over grown.
the world, it has chilled me,
ফ্রোজেন my very soul.
my little hope bird, it is gone
forbidden and forwarned.
all my faith and trust,
it flew away in the storm.
the fire, it can not warm me,
i do not feel the cold,
the sun doesn't shine,
my হৃদয় is numb.
and this is why,
my hope bird has died.
because the world has chilled me,
my হৃদয় can not ache,
nor can it brake.
the lie of a life
i'm suppose to live,
but, no one can give
an explination.
so i ask, Why?
why do we need
to belong in a group?
why can't i be me?
so this is why
hope for me is a place uncharted,
and my hope bird is gone.
i hope আপনি understand...
and extreamly over grown.
the world, it has chilled me,
ফ্রোজেন my very soul.
my little hope bird, it is gone
forbidden and forwarned.
all my faith and trust,
it flew away in the storm.
the fire, it can not warm me,
i do not feel the cold,
the sun doesn't shine,
my হৃদয় is numb.
and this is why,
my hope bird has died.
because the world has chilled me,
my হৃদয় can not ache,
nor can it brake.
the lie of a life
i'm suppose to live,
but, no one can give
an explination.
so i ask, Why?
why do we need
to belong in a group?
why can't i be me?
so this is why
hope for me is a place uncharted,
and my hope bird is gone.
i hope আপনি understand...
I draw a pretty picture A picture on my wrist The picture keeps getting bigger Every time my feelings are dismissed আপনি think the words don’t hurt me That the actions don’t cause me pain আপনি think that if I smile I must be happy again I’m not going to blame it on আপনি Because I know that its my choice But it only ever happens when আপনি raise your voice I hear the screams and shouts And I reach out for the blade I do it without thinking Then I look at the mess I’ve made It looks ugly and it stings But it takes away the pain And the hurt Of all the other things I know you’ll tell me its wrong If আপনি ever find out That’s why I keep my arms covered I don’t want আপনি to scream and shout I keep my arms covered so no one else can see The scratches ive made on my arms There something that’s private to me.