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...