For the Piano Baby.

I ask you every day, every day, when you look off into space, and you don't say a word. What's wrong? You say nothing, why do you lie to me, it's not like there's anything you could say that would hurt me. If it's because I'm unstable, I'm sorry, I'll be better, I'll try harder, I can be your backbone, it's what I'm here for. If it's because you think I won't understand, I will. I'd give anything...
October 4th, 2010 at 06:09am