Here I go again Sitting in the corner of my room Staring hard at something I couldn't comprehend.
Then all the memories of yesteryears Comes flashing back In a massive plethora of haziness Where the sequence of events Are similar to those of a dream... Everything's blurry, but the feelings Are real...
Why do I keep on doing the same thing Each and everyday? I feel caged by my past And the shadows of yesterday Lingers here and there...
Maybe because I want to change something; Or perhaps I want to repeat the moments; Back to the times when you're still with me And the feelings were fresh and clear; Back where my days and nights Revolve around your presence...
I hate this. Really. I feel stupid. I feel slaved. I want to get over and move on... Oh baby please, set me free...