jueves, 26 de julio de 2012
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 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
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
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?