Was it an arrow that hit my heart?
Was it a feather that touched my lips?
Was I dreaming the whole time?
Or was it reality?
My knees, hands and lips were shaking
Like the earth's having a tremor
Heart racing like racecars
Trying to aim the finish line
Things are going well
They go as I please.
At the end of the day,
It will always be you
You and always you.
Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 7:54 AM UTC
Was it an arrow that hit my heart?
Was it a feather that touched my lips?
Was I dreaming the whole time?
Or was it reality?
My knees, hands and lips were shaking
Like the earth's having a tremor
Heart racing like racecars
Trying to aim the finish line
Things are going well
They go as I please.
At the end of the day,
It will always be you
You and always you.
