"She walks to school with the lunch she packed Nobody knows what she's holdin' back Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday She hides the bruises with linen and lace
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask It's hard to see the pain behind the mask Bearing the burden of a secret storm Sometimes she wishes she was never born
Through the wind and the rain She stands hard as a stone In a world that she can't rise above But her dreams give her wings And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
Somebody cries in the middle of the night The neighbors hear but they turn out the light A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate When morning come it'll be too late
Through the wind and the rain She stands hard as a stone In a world that she can't rise above But her dreams give her wings And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel
The statue stands in a shaded place An angel girl with an upturned face Her name is written on a polished rock A broken heart that the world forgot
Through the wind and the rain She stands hard as a stone In a world that she can't rise above But her dreams give her wings And she flies to a place where she's loved
Concrete angel"
*Salutes Martina McBride*
How could anyone not like country music?
The rest is still unwritten...
The Diva
- N A N A -
18 going on 19.
Proud student of RMIT University
College. There's nothing wrong with my
name.
If you think you know me, read my
blog and think again.
I'm imperfect and I'm Lovin' It.
I'm the only witness and the only
person who can judge my life.
This is my blog so click HERE if you hate it.
` PS3!!
` That freaking awsome Stagea organ~
` To go to JAPAN...again XP
` CHEESE!! (don't ask, lol)
` A horse? O_O
` A popiah...XP
` To work as a game director in Square-Enix~~ XP
` A...boyfriend?? *ponders uncertainly*
` Another kitty!! ^_^
