Aug 05, 2011 18:10
I'm 25.
I have a name
but I am ashamed.
I have a title,
but I rattle.
I have a family
but I'm losing the homily.
I have a compassion,
but I have a demishing passion.
I have a heart,
but associating with me is hard.
I have a dream,
but imposible dreams.
I am kinda smart,
but crazy wrath.
I have hopes,
but I stopped believing.
I lost my time,
and I'm grieving.
But I have myself,
might as we live and start anew again.
rl