12 novembro, 2011

Bursting Feelings

Drunk,
Helpless.
Drenched in my ouwn ruthless fears.

Lies,
Feelings.
Trying my best to keep away the tears.

Hurt,
Pain.
Why am I such a terrible mess?

Hope,
Lost.
I always fail at giving my best!

Why does it always have to be like this?
Why do I always have to play the bad guy?
Why can't i, for once, be the hero in my life?
Why can't anybody see what I really am inside.

So many questions with no answer,
S0 many unsolved puzzles in my heart...

Sad,
Mad.
I feel like I'm bursting inside.

Lifeless,
Dead.
Should I simply let go and step aside?

 
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