My eye's are fuzzy
I feel cold and gray
These feelings I get
Make me sick
These feelings
That I love you
They hurt once and awhile
They bring me self pity
Feelings I don't like
That minute has passed
I'll shake my head
So I don't wish you for dead
I start to write
About my terrible past
About the life we had
Thoses days are now over
Why don't they leave my head
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 8:52 AM UTC
My eye's are fuzzy
I feel cold and gray
These feelings I get
Make me sick
These feelings
That I love you
They hurt once and awhile
They bring me self pity
Feelings I don't like
That minute has passed
I'll shake my head
So I don't wish you for dead
I start to write
About my terrible past
About the life we had
Thoses days are now over
Why don't they leave my head
