Dead end
Innocent Steps...
If only. i've got the starting, but never the ending.
If i could only close my eyes and tell myself it's over before it even started... and all these without it hurting one bit. and if only i never felt what i do now.
Sometimes i laugh at myself, for being so stupid. when i stand in a bystander's shoes, i see myself as a big joke. but when i return to my own skin, it's so freaking painful. sometimes it feels like...
Why does the world deceive, why do i make believe.
When you're aiming for something you can achieve, it feels good to strive towards it, because you can almost see the beautiful ending before you. but what if you're hoping for something you cannot work for, and which you will never get?
Only time will tell how much more it's going to hurt.
If only. i've got the starting, but never the ending.
If i could only close my eyes and tell myself it's over before it even started... and all these without it hurting one bit. and if only i never felt what i do now.
Sometimes i laugh at myself, for being so stupid. when i stand in a bystander's shoes, i see myself as a big joke. but when i return to my own skin, it's so freaking painful. sometimes it feels like...
Why does the world deceive, why do i make believe.
When you're aiming for something you can achieve, it feels good to strive towards it, because you can almost see the beautiful ending before you. but what if you're hoping for something you cannot work for, and which you will never get?
Only time will tell how much more it's going to hurt.