No idea why I do these things
Neither why I feel the way I do
Sometimes it is just so complicated...
I need to decide, I need to make choices
Right now I don't feel like I am able to.
My old wish that I could just postpone it all
Will never become real
Life's so bloddy repetitive it hurts.
Once again and nothing like before
It is different now
I want to give up once more.
I can not, I never could
Don't know how I kept this going.
Sometimes this thought
Comes back so strong and quickly
I amaze myself,
I stop to think.
It is rare,
As rare as feeling at all
But I can not avoid
It pushes me trhough the edge
It tells me I have to fall.
I am lost, and this is old news
I am hurt, as much or more as you.
This can't go on
I can't go on
Time to stop and run like before
Wish I didn't love you all
Wish I felt like before.
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