I'm a prisoner of words unsaid. Just lonely feelings locked away in my head. I trap myself further everytime I stay quiet. I start to speak but I stop and stay silent. And now I've made my own hard bed.
Inside a prison of words unsaid
Yes, the title says it all. V I R G I N. There ARE some of us left on this promiscuous earth, and I'll be the first to admit, I HAVE NEVER BLOGGED BEFORE :) But there's a first time for everything. Now that my blogging cherry has been popped, I hope to blog and blog and blog til I just can't blog anymore.