Poem
So this is where we are
it's not where we wanted to be
half the world has gone mad
is half the other world discount sad
and you turned to dust at the very last
there's nothing you could do about it
what it feel like time it's gone Brag.,
lying to ourselves, it doesn't matter if life screams,
another man holding open mic
another man holding a empty road...
the other man on the rope..
but you want to be somebody,
time turns to dust,
as passion turns to Lust,
but this is where we are,
return time dust but the very last,"
lying to myself, waiting for life to scream,
and time to touch for the very last,
when time became the task.,
ayuda en Time touch to end.
No comments:
Post a Comment