3 de janeiro de 2015
Seems I'm falling in the same deep hole,
Doing the same mistakes, again and again.
Why can not I understand?
I'm getting old.
They warned me, they told me to step back
Maybe my soul has a lack
I didn't listen, I didn't care.
"This time was different, I swear".
The hours are passing by,
Why? Why? Just asking...
whimper, sob, cry, lasting
I should have learnt how to avoid the darkness of a blurred mind,
to stop being so gentle and kind. Instead, I must
lay still and look around,
have my feet glued to the ground as I trust
The light in the darkness.
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