why is it that i wanted to be there?, there is something voyeuristic about letting someone know you, its like they look from outside a window and try to solve your puzzle
here is a story of one of those chapters i like to create in my life
i dont need this
but it feels so good, like drugs inside my body i feel different and happy, melody, atmosphere, music and synergy... what is it really that i want here?
i am writing myself out to understand what is it that i wanted all along... to get an answer...
i have been living (or hiding) for so long not paying attention to anyone, i am a big selfish lier
AND
all of a sudden
im promising love... i am giving away peace... and i understand...
how bizzare that something like this happened now
is it just because of you? or should i blame it on the stupid drama that surrounds everything you touch?
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