what i know is enough.
its fated and now its tough
im a coward in this cluttered room
pleasing results into personal gloom
when life is simple to anothers ideals
but to me it's not fair
its not true
it isn't real
expect me
direct me
but glance to grey matter
understand me
demand me
to just stay.
wish for my happiness
stay in the lines
i'll escape with my thoughts
and remember the times
who knows me
not you
not me for very long
love me, always
if i sing to your song