:::Lost:::
bleeding soul
things untold
faith lost
words tossed
all this pain
I guess it's the game
I hate how it's the same.
Every guy
Every lie
always a fake
always awake
thinking of what's wrong
and time seems so long
oh how I miss the old days
oh how I miss the old ways
I love being a child
I love being able to smile
without a care in life
without so much as the need to be anothers wife
I need some thing to gain
without having any pain
I hate this little game
and I hate how it's all the same
I'm sorry if I ever hurt you
I'm sorry if you think it's all true
But I will always love you
You will always be my boo
so whatever you do
always remember
That im your defender
I'm not the pretender
that others blame me for being
they never are seeing
The real me
That's all i'll ever be
that's all they will never see
I will be the one and only me
Intoxicating_Lustx · Sun Nov 11, 2007 @ 08:25am · 2 Comments |