Friday, July 17, 2009


Why is it everytime I try.It always comes back as a lie.I could believe in the words that you say to me.But lately I think I wont agree.What makes the world go by.If you cannot crush my life.What holds you up so high.When you want it all the time.Coz we will be fine in matter of time.Subject to my mind.As were crossing the line.Directions to see.Perfection to be.A pain of a kind.Always crashing on me.Suffercate, time, matter I'll be fine.And the days they go on and on.As all the time I'm all alone!It never pays me to say that I'm not ok.
But you still have time to make fun of me.Huhh! sick of that.

No comments:

Post a Comment