Silence your head, kill your thoughts or they will end you.
jueves, 26 de julio de 2012
A New Love
I found a new love, I've always longed for
Even More than you.
What I wanted more, Even if it isn't true
I've forgotten myself and my dreams, since you came into my life
All i wanted was to breathe you in.
But since you're gone i remembered what makes me whole
What i truly live for
Theirs nothing i want more.
I hope you never return
But if you do, ill show you
what i replaced you for
Something as pure as the Sun
This passion running through my veins
I wont hesitate to hide it no more
I need to let go of my fears
or Death will be near.
Hate
Hate my life
Been stuck for years
In a place I don't belong
Never done anything of worth
To afraid to let go
Helping people
Never got me an award
Hate my job.
Hate myself for not taking a chance
For not leaving this place
For staying close to what
I hate the most
That made me into something
I don't even know
Hate the bullshit
Hate this feelings
Hate the lungs that I
breath in
Hate my world
Stuck in the past
Love lost
Where are you God?
domingo, 15 de julio de 2012
Feeling Lost Without You
Dreaming about you, even when I don't want to
Feeling like I wanna see you when I don't have to
The thing is I don't want you,
But my heart keeps remembering all this shit about you
All I think about is when will I be free from
Feeling like this absence has marked me
I want to remember the bad things,
I want to not feel like I want you back to me
Time passes and nothing changes,
Silently in love and lost without you.
sábado, 14 de julio de 2012
I don't get
We all want..
Someone that wants to spend time with you
To feel like you're someone worthy
IT sucks to have to beg people to love you
To beg for attention, to expose yourself, be open
so that someone might want to take a closer look
into your heart
The worst thing is when you find that person
You also have to be careful not to show your
flaws, not to mess up or make them upset
cause they might just pack their bags and leave
at the first sight of thunderstorm
And people always say things like "your time will come"
Who decides when is it a better time?
And why do other people already have their time?
Why is love something to wait for?
Why can i just go look for it, set it as a goal?
Why do we have to wait until someone want to pursue you?
And find you interesting and deserving?
Why is your happiness in someone else's hand?
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