I look at the front
I can't recognize the road...
I look at my back
I can't help but cry...
I glance at the sides
I'm alone...
Alone.
I can't scream
I lost my voice...
I can't cry
It won't change a thing...
I can't move
Fighting is futile...
Hope...
Where is my hope?
I can't remember what
I can't remember when
I can't remember why
Hope...
It's a foreign word
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 4:30 AM UTC
I look at the front
I can't recognize the road...
I look at my back
I can't help but cry...
I glance at the sides
I'm alone...
Alone.
I can't scream
I lost my voice...
I can't cry
It won't change a thing...
I can't move
Fighting is futile...
Hope...
Where is my hope?
I can't remember what
I can't remember when
I can't remember why
Hope...
It's a foreign word
