Apr 25, 2009 23:51
Because logically I should be void of visuals and for the most part, lack of entries.
But I have been of late pondering over issues of life and the whole puzzle of existentialism and it's dilemma that is entangled before my very eyes. All at the wrong time.
& can't help but wonder why we spend our whole lives,
mending and breaking
breaking and mending
just for the seemingly nod of approval from just that one person
who would eventually disappoint
and mutter that it would not matter after all?
YOUR HEART IS AN EMPTY ROOM
YOUR HEART IS AN EMPTY ROOM
YOUR HEART IS AN EMPTY ROOM
YOUR HEART IS AN EMPTY ROOM
YOUR HEART IS AN EMPTY ROOM
MY HEART IS AN EMPTY ROOM