It feels much beter
To know you woint feel a thing
They pull me in with thier accomplishments
With anoter sick feeling
I'm struck with a morning sour
So I'll still move
This is something to think about
But this is temporary
But it still feels much better to know you don't feel a thbng
I can't be honest to myself
Wishing I was some one else
Rewashing my current
And
I really wish we were ble to talk about it
And I want to open and close that door just because run aways never close the door and say good bye
At least I'll know you will be fine
So after so long
My world has grown
And my tragedy have been nothig but jokes
With every laugh I lam
But some times I wish I was him
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