I could fill a thousand pages, telling you how i felt, and you still would not understand. So now I leave, without a sound, except that of my heart shattering as it hits the ground
PEOPLE WILL ALWAYS THROW STONES IN UR PATH,
IT DEPENDS UPON U WHAT DO U MAKE FROM IT;
A WALL
OR
A BRIDGE--------
ITS ALL UR MIND SET TOWARDS UR VISION.
LiFe Is LiKe PiAnO . . .
WhItE KeYs RePrESeNt HaPpInEsS & BlAcK OnEs ShoWs SaDnEsS . . .
BuT As U Go ThRoUgH LiFe . . .
ReMeMbEr ThAt
ThE BlAcK KeYs MaKe MuSiC ToO . . .
