I can’t get another try
but I fathom the fact of
holding on.
I hold on
and
hold on.
I keep slipping away,
It doesn’t matter.
I’ll shout as loud as I can.
It won’t matter.
Nothing will matter.
I’m done and
all these things I’ve done
are just a thing of the past.
Help me out.
I’ve got nothing to hold on to.
Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 6:06 AM UTC
I can’t get another try
but I fathom the fact of
holding on.
I hold on
and
hold on.
I keep slipping away,
It doesn’t matter.
I’ll shout as loud as I can.
It won’t matter.
Nothing will matter.
I’m done and
all these things I’ve done
are just a thing of the past.
Help me out.
I’ve got nothing to hold on to.
