It is simply too hard to love myself
My youth wasted
The facts become fiction as the world anticipated
Passion is everlasting, but where has all mine gone
My spirit rises with the upbeat tempo of the song
It is simply too hard to love myself
A man who stands as a tower to fall
The inside shelter to nothing, desolate like an empty hall
I fear if I continue I will truley lose it all
Or maybe I have already lost
~Another Dream Deferred
Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 10:18 PM UTC
It is simply too hard to love myself
My youth wasted
The facts become fiction as the world anticipated
Passion is everlasting, but where has all mine gone
My spirit rises with the upbeat tempo of the song
It is simply too hard to love myself
A man who stands as a tower to fall
The inside shelter to nothing, desolate like an empty hall
I fear if I continue I will truley lose it all
Or maybe I have already lost
~Another Dream Deferred