
Today distress choked my words
shortcomings of lies, betrayals and false vows
are stride of reprimand
to disclose their demons
all this is just a third of my despair
but for you, It don't care ...
I pour my dissatisfaction in their hands
it is inevitable their changes
to imprison my anxiety to pain
I walk through texts and loneliness
to find the address of my sadness
between precipices and panic, I was in there.
to believe, to pretend, to deserve
but I don't deserve...
so I hope my turn
to believe it's done
and find my peace of mind in my dreams
and not everything is what it seems
I can rest on the green forest in my imagination
and I'm not afraid anymore...
still inside the pain and shame
I'm reborn
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