Friday, January 1, 2010

Right now, I'm like the Titanic in panic,
Miracles happen when you really don't plan it.
But i'm trying to plan sitting in frustration,
Thinking about love, that now seems to ancient.
Why am i mad?
Why am i lonely?
I'm looking at myself thinking, I don't know me.
You know how that feels to not know urself?
How can I love when i dunno what i felt?
How can i expect to be loved when I'm cold,
Putting on a smile like a paint coat,
Covering the bare wall that's poison inside,
Cause negativity is infectious, so avoid mine.

My reality sets in..

Fuck it, let's do some math.

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