As the wind blows
As the rocking chair rocks to every breath
As the pretty lovely things in the garden sings along to this sad lullaby
I think I've put myself out there for too long
And look what's left of me?
I'm always doing things that I will regret
I shouldn't and wouldn't have done it
I wish I was living in a bubble
A bubble with the people of my imagination
and where all troubles and problems no longer worry me
Where all pain and anger disappears
Just keep me in it, I promise to be good
I just want to run away
I've lost my mind
Those pretty little things were once my air
They're all ashes and garbage of my past...
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I made a mistake and now I feel like crap. I did not follow my mind but I followed my heart and here I am, shattered and shaken. Sometimes, the tiniest secret kept from you makes YOUR greatest enemy.
Like a rose, so beautiful yet it hurts when touched.
With that. I'm staying away from you...
Goodnight, world.
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