domingo, 29 de marzo de 2009

I didn't know how hard I could cry.

I'm beautifully broken. And i don't mind if you know it. I'm beautifully broken. And I don't care if I show it. Everyday is a new day. I'm reminded of my past. Everytime there's another storm. I know that it won't last. Every moment I'm filled with hope'cause I get another chance. But I will tryI will try. Got nothing left to hide..