Sep 2020
Sleeping into sleepless nights,
Waking the morning
With deprecating words;
I stand, alone...
Inside your mind,
Looking back through the glass,
Wondering how much time has passed.
Because tomorrow I’ll be alone,
Sitting on my own;
Just a memory for a sour mind.
Waking the morning
With deprecating words;
I stand, alone...
Inside your mind,
Looking back through the glass,
Wondering how much time has passed.
Because tomorrow I’ll be alone,
Sitting on my own;
Just a memory for a sour mind.
All I can hear is the screaming in my head. Telling me how much I’ve ****** up time and time again. I’ve lost too many friends because of my actions, how can I be happy with what I have when I’m soon to lose it?
I just need some control over myself.
I just need some control over myself.
