What goes around, comes around. And damn did I have it coming last night. Stupid me for asking stupid questions. Don´t even know if you are reading this but if you are...sorry I wasn´t thinking...again.
Don´t know how I always screw things up, it´s like it´s in my blood or something.
Everything I do
Everything I say
has nothing to do with me
Everything I am
everything I am not
is a reflection of a hunger
I so deep and utterly have lost
This deformaty that is my soul
is acheing in my heart
this pain inside the voice I speak
is tearing me apart
I long for a moment in time
when forever really meant forever
and never never really existed
Black and white doves outside the window
left a red rose on the carpet
now in dust of morning glow
I cry a silent tear
I cry it out so clear
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