By Tori_Cakes@hotmail.com
Date: 2 June 1999

My Own Cross

This car is a sin
it can take me away
and he won't know my intentions
I am sad
I feels o missunderstood
I am a piece of flesh lying in thorns

This used to make me so happy
now all it is is pain
like a crown of roses tied by a nuse
he made me cry and love
(I'm loose)
and losing him to a palace of debs
he must be angry
they all are
I make them cough
and the best things about me
remind me of the worst
I cannot fix this easily