its far down in my soul
ive dirtied so what another cleans
but find myself alone
theres nothing i can do so why
do i keep dwelling?
there has to be something i can try
to make solitude compelling
how desperate am i
to hear a song
to keep me company
i swear id rather die
than trudge along
in a life not worth living!
the veil is gone; my vision's cleared!
all that i loved has dissapeared!
so why do i keep pulling threads
when i could blissfully be dead?
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