Jan 2015
Why am I so rotten to the core?
That even the slightest bit of sympathy doesn't cross my heart
Even my smile has wilted away like roses on a winters day
Why don't I believe in love anymore?
How is it that my hearts gone cold
I have no empathy towards others
And inside the well of laughter has been replaced with tears
Why am I am I so rotten to the core
When I have so much to live for.
That even the slightest bit of sympathy doesn't cross my heart
Even my smile has wilted away like roses on a winters day
Why don't I believe in love anymore?
How is it that my hearts gone cold
I have no empathy towards others
And inside the well of laughter has been replaced with tears
Why am I am I so rotten to the core
When I have so much to live for.
Why am I so angry with life? Is it not the failed dreams that build your reality? Aren't the unpleasant people the ones you're supposed to prove wrong? Why am I so unhappy when there're so many good things heading in my path?
