 | I'm like an angel
trapped in teh depths of hell,
sweet turned to sin
but I'll never tell.
I'm like a flower just before Spring,
ready and waiting to bloom.
But the conditions surrounding me
aren't giving me the room.
I'm like waves in the ocean,
I can be calm and peaceful,
I can be stormy,
cold and ugly or beautiful.
I'm like the moon,
there's a side of me you'll never see.
I keep the dark side hidden,
to everyone but me.
I'm like alcohol,
with me you'll have fun.
But you'll be in deep trouble
by the time I'm done.
I'm like smoldering ashes,
I've been burnt and hurt before.
I thought I was out of the fire,
but then I'm burnt once more.
~BABY BLUE |  |