Price Why is it these days we put a price on everything? We are constantly wondering 'how much it is worth?' why can't we just love it...or hate it...whatever.

Don't be afraid of the shadows. They only mean there is light nearby-Amy Lee (not exact wording)

Bleed Me Dry. Who are you to do this With no emotion left The cold biting at your feet And nipping at your hands You do not care for him or I You only wish to bleed us dry To control us To break us But before you even try You can not bleed ME dry not him or her Has anything on me For I refuse to be your pawn I am not a piece of your game So if you like bleed me But you still will not control me I control me I own me...

Alone Here I was fully alone. I could feel the cold icy air as it it blew across this empty plain. And I think, is this really me? Am I this? This pathetic. This cold. So hated. I shake my head. I can't think that can't give up. No. I have to fight they can not own me. Even if I die alone I will not die theirs.