I settle for pain instead of happiness,
and sink myself in the abyss of darkness.
I settle for the lack of conversations,
and rather not voice what I want to say.
I settle for the winter than the summer,
where I cave myself in my own comfort zone in blues.
I settle for indies than dynamic music,
for songs describe me for who I am.
I settle for the silence and surrender,
and hope to be buried 6ft under ground.
I settle for death,
for being alive is too painful and I'm barely breathing.
Jun 8, 2014
Jun 8, 2014 at 12:38 AM UTC
I settle for pain instead of happiness,
and sink myself in the abyss of darkness.
I settle for the lack of conversations,
and rather not voice what I want to say.
I settle for the winter than the summer,
where I cave myself in my own comfort zone in blues.
I settle for indies than dynamic music,
for songs describe me for who I am.
I settle for the silence and surrender,
and hope to be buried 6ft under ground.
I settle for death,
for being alive is too painful and I'm barely breathing.
