sweetlittlething~

Paint me rainbows Will you?

Yeah, I've changed from sweet little thing to
paint me rainbows will you? already
Thought that would be more than suitable to my writings these couple of months Words that came knocking on my door, pleading to let them in
From the cold creepy world outside my door
I let them in, without hesitation
Knowing exactly how it felt being left to walk alone, without any hand to hold
In the dark, its all dark on this side of my world
Paint me rainbows will you?
Appreciated? How does it feel to be appreciated anyway when you're all along unappreciated
Being kicked to the curb, tossed around, being the centre of jokes
Cry? Why should I?
Rant? I guess I just did.