jueves, 13 de agosto de 2009

Blue Questions In My Head

Hate the feeling, want it out.
What do I have to say to get rid of it?

What is it I have to write?

How what made me happy felt appart?
How this creepy shadow hunts my thoughts?
How I now fear to close my eyes, and see that nightmare?

Where did my dreams go?
How could I lose them?

Why can't I smile?

1 comentario:

  1. Don't be such a Pussy!
    Advertí y ordená lo q ya tenes y dsp hablamos...
    "comemoqui!"
    "I dare you to be happy."

    sorry por desmitificar esto.
    don't be such a Pussy.
    bye.

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