Am I feeling better now?
Estranged and Deranged, not a single person sitting there to call my name
Am I feeling better now?
Alone in my chest, in my home, in my art, I express from the bottom of my heart, there's a draught letting in the emotional winds
Feeling any better now?
Not much else left to say as I spill it all out with the pen on the page, chronically feeling on the edge, if this is a window I've jumped off the ledge.
Feel much better now, now it's all vented out, all I've ranted about, no time for self-doubt. I've got a life to live and too much to give to give out, on a single whim.
I guess that's the thing, behind the façade, I'm still him, still that guy, still the one, still the same, still the same... As the guy I was when we first dated, when we first kissed, hoping that we'll come back from this.
Guess I still have to grow up..
Jan 11, 2011
Jan 11, 2011 at 5:44 PM UTC
Am I feeling better now?
Estranged and Deranged, not a single person sitting there to call my name
Am I feeling better now?
Alone in my chest, in my home, in my art, I express from the bottom of my heart, there's a draught letting in the emotional winds
Feeling any better now?
Not much else left to say as I spill it all out with the pen on the page, chronically feeling on the edge, if this is a window I've jumped off the ledge.
Feel much better now, now it's all vented out, all I've ranted about, no time for self-doubt. I've got a life to live and too much to give to give out, on a single whim.
I guess that's the thing, behind the façade, I'm still him, still that guy, still the one, still the same, still the same... As the guy I was when we first dated, when we first kissed, hoping that we'll come back from this.
Guess I still have to grow up..
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