acceptance
• Written by AAP16403
i have grown up to
learn that i dont have to
stop every time i fall to
the ground
I have seen enough
to make a good enough
decision to stay in the dark
alone
i have heard many times
the world is not a sunny rhyme
But i think i will
move on
sometimes
lookup in despair
Thinking about how i
ended up here
Then i can't can't but
think that all all must
fall in place like that
guilt was all that i had
Thus i see peoples
Carrying on and on
hard life crumbles down
i let it go down
I see my self in the rain
shelter's too thin to stay
A nice roof top
view of my problems
So now it's good to be back
called it home at last
A bit dark round the back
it's ok to move it past
So i sit
back a bit
in the dark
called it home
Close my eyes
held to tight
sleep alone
called it home
