It's come to a point
Where I can no longer see
Blind with disappointment
A lock with no key
It's come to that point
With no shame I decree
That I'd rather reverse time
Back to the misery
There's no one here now
And there will never be
Someone who cares
Who truly longs for me
There's nothing here now
And to God I plea
For someone to come around
With love to guarantee
Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 11:14 PM UTC
It's come to a point
Where I can no longer see
Blind with disappointment
A lock with no key
It's come to that point
With no shame I decree
That I'd rather reverse time
Back to the misery
There's no one here now
And there will never be
Someone who cares
Who truly longs for me
There's nothing here now
And to God I plea
For someone to come around
With love to guarantee
This isn't sadness
This is not misery
Take a look inside my heart
You will find that it's empty
I suppose I speak for all
When I say that this is the worst
This is no misery nor sadness
But a feeling that restricts all words
