Saturday, April 26, 2008

Runaway Soul

Trust can take years to build up, yet minutes to shatter
Broken on the ground, like it doesn’t even matter
Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer
But wish we didn't, or we would not be a disaster
Distancing myself from them
It’s not my fault, it’s who I am
within the invisible walls, faces blur
remembering the times when we knew what we were
I miss you.
I miss you.
Trying as hard as I can, taking as much as I can take
Putting up with it all and deep down I still ache
This time was different, not like before
It felt so different, I wasn’t sure anymore
Sometimes there is no next time
No second chances, no rhyme
Sometimes is now or never
Sometimes is forever

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