This one came from looking,This one opened twice, These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes, This one needed stitches, and This one came from rings. This one isn't even there, but I feel it more because you don't care Made of Scars, by Stone Sour
the distances in the relationships i've had it keeps tearing my apart, tearing me down because it's as if nobody wants my time, nobody wants me around, but when can i just find real love..? real time? real...affection...
