theres way that the trees look
outside of your window and it
differs from mine
the difference is
yours are real

when mine are just
ghostly apperitions
along with everything in my life
except for you

and then i almost died
feeling this glass world cave in
the walls that surround me are'
crumbling with age

and this place is old
it feels like nastolgia
chased with compasion
that used to fill these rooms

but all that is gone now
along with your love
if these walls had mouths
that could speak up
this is what theyd speak of

and theres a smell
that seeps up from the floorboards
i hoped it would be your corpse
it was just my heart
you put into a box
and buried there

so bury me
along with memories
so i can hide at night
underneath my bedsheets

and i guess its insecurity
that makes me feel this way
a boy whos trapped in this place
your words are way to late
and there a world away

so bury me
along with memories
ill rot
in this box
right next to my heart

so, i dont really use this thing much, i might as well, umm, school is awsome, you people should comment more, i <3 photagraphy soooo much, and  alex , if your ever on, im me OixANTIxHEROx , cause your never on ever, did you change your screen name?