Tuesday, April 19, 2011

BEAUTY OF DOUBT


Why is it like this?
I'm the one who's always pissed 
I'm the one who's more affected 
It just brings me more hatred . . . 


I can't take this anymore 
I don't want 2 think further more 
I can't take this any longer 
How i wish i was that stronger . . . 


I felt the agony of torment 
Every detail and every moment 
Those never ending dagger 
They took away my swagger . . . 


I made you the center of my life 
You even agreed to be my wife 
My existence depends on you 
There was no one aside from you . . . 


But how can you stand a day without me 
How can you hold back your feelings 4 me 
Damn, why am I the opposite 
Devastated in the corner i sit . . . 


Will anybody point that finger on me 
Yeah that good 4 nothing me 
I hate myself I wanna die 
Tell me everything, please don't lie . . . 


You stripped me off your love's assurance 
I can't even air you my grievance 
I'm always at the losing end 
My heart you don't want 2 mend!


(copyright Feb '04)

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