viernes, 7 de enero de 2011

things that should be there but they aren't

emptiness across my self

i can't deny it was self provoked

theres nothing to fill in

theres no one

so may things left

so many feelings drifting

not knowing how to keep going

just moving like pushed by air

and when my drift stop i will fall

and thers nothing to catch me

to hold on before i disappear in the darkness

theres nothing to rebuild

nothing to step up for

just try not to stop

like a hummingbird

flapping it wings constantly

I can't hold myself

but I must keep showing

I must demostrate how good I am

just for them to let me live again

even this empty life

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