The road that paved way,
To pure hearts that is guided by light.
Gave way to the love,
That is unbreakable by rights.
And it cuts to feel inferior,
To hear the stories and build events,
When all you have is your passion,
This music tears your heart to pieces.
A sudden feeling of vague insecurity,
Tortured heart ventilated through puff of smoke.
To know you are the most opposite,
Tendencies your mind notes.
Standing on my own
My mind rushes ideas no one wants.
Killing thy self with fires,
Playing music yourself cannot dance.
Memories and scripts,
Realized and clearly intertwined.
Can't wait any long
Left alone and tired.
Heart is wounded and broken,
The stories are heard.
Funny how the one you love most
Is the only person your tears deserves.
Jun 29, 2013
Jun 29, 2013 at 2:35 PM UTC
The road that paved way,
To pure hearts that is guided by light.
Gave way to the love,
That is unbreakable by rights.
And it cuts to feel inferior,
To hear the stories and build events,
When all you have is your passion,
This music tears your heart to pieces.
A sudden feeling of vague insecurity,
Tortured heart ventilated through puff of smoke.
To know you are the most opposite,
Tendencies your mind notes.
Standing on my own
My mind rushes ideas no one wants.
Killing thy self with fires,
Playing music yourself cannot dance.
Memories and scripts,
Realized and clearly intertwined.
Can't wait any long
Left alone and tired.
Heart is wounded and broken,
The stories are heard.
Funny how the one you love most
Is the only person your tears deserves.
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