what have i done i k new that i have trusted you but maybe to day i hate what i have become cause every dream i have hate what has been wo did i **** in my own silence. i have the feeling when i remembered something and one day t was to late to say sorry for something i didnt even knew what has happpened
i miss have you as my best friend
i hate how we have gone our own ways
i hated why i needd you the most
i wish i couldent stop my tear
i wish our lives coldnt be this way
i hated how me and you fought over what secrets have been said
my ******* day has became the fear on me getting forced to speak on the stage with fear that im choking up already
i remeber all the gifts and love we are all to gathere but my last day ended threw the sun turning blue
the day is turning in to a misty blue shadow that only begain to folow around me since im not strong enought to follow my lungs fill with fear as my lungs deflate
i hate we could both break the scilence to be to gather
if our self cant what ever
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 9:29 AM UTC
what have i done i k new that i have trusted you but maybe to day i hate what i have become cause every dream i have hate what has been wo did i **** in my own silence. i have the feeling when i remembered something and one day t was to late to say sorry for something i didnt even knew what has happpened
i miss have you as my best friend
i hate how we have gone our own ways
i hated why i needd you the most
i wish i couldent stop my tear
i wish our lives coldnt be this way
i hated how me and you fought over what secrets have been said
my ******* day has became the fear on me getting forced to speak on the stage with fear that im choking up already
i remeber all the gifts and love we are all to gathere but my last day ended threw the sun turning blue
the day is turning in to a misty blue shadow that only begain to folow around me since im not strong enought to follow my lungs fill with fear as my lungs deflate
i hate we could both break the scilence to be to gather
if our self cant what ever
i cry over this stuff when my mind fills when i miss her
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