I never noticed how sunlight was red
inside the morning where everything's said
where all of my memories were able to be erased like led
yet I told you I'm not okay
I noticed night was different
and dawn seemed to skip
It's like a belt of worries locked around my hip
You don't even know me
you don't want to understand
But your always there for me
when I can't seem to stand
Maybe it's no difference
Maybe I'm just gloom
you hate my every whisper
laced around the moon
Saturday, January 31, 2009
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