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Snow White (Written: 7/16/2011)


birds are falling from the sky
the oceans bleeding
i won't lie,
i think i'm dead
i'll bite your neck,
i'll prove to you
that you are mine.
 
i am snow white
eat my apple
i'll let you see the light
but you have to be mine
tortured soul, i chose you
i chose you, 
follow me into my crystal castle
dancing in the snow light
i am, i am, i am snow white.
 
i'll put a spell on you my love
you won't awake this night
my little black dove,
you're not dead
but not fully alive
i said i would prove to you,
that you are mine.
 
i am snow white
eat my apple
i'll let you see the light
but you have to be mine
tortured soul, i chose you
i chose you, 
follow me into my crystal castle
dancing in the snow light
i am, i am, i am snow white.
 
run into the light
i'd let you die tonight
by my hand, love me
i am...
 
i am snow white
eat my apple
i'll let you see the light
but you have to be mine
tortured soul, i chose you
i chose you, 
follow me into my crystal castle
dancing in the snow light
i am, i am, i am snow white.
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dreamerypeak

I've always kept whatever I wrote to myself, stored away. The reason being is because back in high school I used to write every year for the literary garland. And finally I became a senior and wanted to join their new, "Creative Writing" class. You had to go through an interview, the funny thing is they told me, "I don't think this is for you." Irony. In the end they ended up picking all their favorite students and being a shit class with nothing productive. I've been out of high school for almost 6 years now and I don't remember much of what I've learned, because they never taught me anything useful. I like being able to express myself in more ways than one, writing is just one of them. Fashion is a daily one.

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