Whatever
My tears are warm.. they dry to my face as I sit there in a daze.. a year gone by worth what? Just another forgotton memory like a dream of a different life I once tasted.. the flesh of another, the heart of my sorrows. Just when I thought the puzzle was coming together it unfasens itself yet again.
The pain of goodbyes and forgotten hopes, forgotten memories because their isnt anyone to remind you of them..
Would they notice me gone? Would they forget my face or who I am?
WHAT DOES THIS DO TO ME? WHERE HAVE MY FEELINGS BEEN? WHAT CAN I MAKE OF THIS? WHEN WILL IT ALL BE FINE?
Take my hand while I walk my last few steps on my forgotten past, the year that I will carry till this day.
They've all turned into photographs placed into an opened shoe box put underneath my unmaid bed.
The turn of a new page as I start again in what is my lifes story.
The pain of goodbyes and forgotten hopes, forgotten memories because their isnt anyone to remind you of them..
Would they notice me gone? Would they forget my face or who I am?
WHAT DOES THIS DO TO ME? WHERE HAVE MY FEELINGS BEEN? WHAT CAN I MAKE OF THIS? WHEN WILL IT ALL BE FINE?
Take my hand while I walk my last few steps on my forgotten past, the year that I will carry till this day.
They've all turned into photographs placed into an opened shoe box put underneath my unmaid bed.
The turn of a new page as I start again in what is my lifes story.