Sometimes I wonder what lies ahead
How long till my hunger is fed
They say it's hard to make it in this part of time
So many people on this merry-go-round
I often feel like I'm two steps behind
Somebody must have moved that finish line
There are a thousand reasons
Why should i not give up
But I'm stubborn in the things I believe
I feel like giving up and letting go
Let the world invade my mind, my soul
I just want to run
Just want to hide away
Close my eyes to your gaze
Just want to leave
Don't want to hear them say
"You're no good at this"
♥our lips must always be sealed
Sunday, March 08, 2009