Since when did I become so good at it?
Living life without a meaning
Tomorrow is just a continuation of my sufferings
Overflowing anger
Overflowing disappointment
Overflowing sadness
Overflowing frustrations
I struggle to keep the demons inside but they're desperately fighting to get out
How much longer can I last? How much more can this body take?
My heart screams but no one can hear it
Will it ever end?
Hope was something which I've forgotten
Have I tried breaking free?
Is it possible for a person like me?
Someone who has been abandoned a long time ago
I have given up on everything
Everything except this precious memory of you
It was that day, when I finally heard it
And set my heart to escape from all these
One day I may be able to show you a real smile
A genuine smile, neither forced nor faked
That will be the day I come running back to you
2 comments:
eh, u cut hair har..
you will be surprised when you see me.
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