We miss you so much Layne...................
What I am to Me
Acceptance, always just beyond my grasp
There were more stories about me today
No one will ever see me for me
Truth for them is beyond my say
Would that I could change the world at large
Always with an axe to grind
I am so much more to myself inside
I’d rather just be left behind
The rain when I die will fill a nutshell
I am no rotten apple to be tossed back
No excuses to anyone I love
To them my lights are not black
When will someone love me for what can’t be seen?
This sludge factory can get born again
I ache for what my heart covets most
A chance for my sea of sorrow to fall through the drain
A fairy tale love story is not what I’m after
What the hell have I given as a reason
For you to drag me by my heartstrings,
And tell me I’m in a mad season
You don’t know me to tell me who I am
I know where I am stronger
Brush away the dirt that covers my soul
I am lifeless dead no longer

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