...I wanna let go,
But then I wouldn't be able to get a grip of myself.
..Yeah, when I finally let go,
I really can't get a hold of myself.
...But why does it matter?
No one's going to care,
No matter how long,
How hard I longed for them to.
..Yeah, when I finally let go,
It is so surreal.
..It was just simply blacken, what's black.
..It was just simply darken, what's dark.
...Yeah, simply emptied, what's left of me.
..My heart is as dark as my face,
My face as hard as the stone,
My soul as bare as the emptied sky...
..Yeah, I knew that I'm already needing you all.
..But I know, or at least I believe,
That one day when you leave, Heart,
I will break.
..When the others walk away, I will scream for help,
Yet with no one else to be asked, to beseeched to,
I'm just left standing here...
..All alone.
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