nothing is left...
Run away, Run away
But that wont make it any better
Run away, Run away
and make tommorow harder to live than today....
Isnt that all i do? run away...but i am stuck at a dead end with no one there but myself lost, and in desperate need for hope. Running away from this perpetual pain that im stuck with. Being a coward is all that i have left? Is happiness even possible to achieve, i have strived to seek any happiness in the near future but i dont see much of anything. I see the past approaching and coming back up, and maybe im just an insatiable person. I am surrounded by a storm of people but all i see is myself alone, dark and cold with fears striking me. I miss the truth, the faith and hope that I had in you. Emotions are covered by the trees of the park, because isnt the park just one fucking symbolism of you and your past. The trees have covered up every view but somehow i still seem to look for you. I can see your mistakes, but why cant you? Why do i sit here thinking that I love every part of you...when i dont even think i know you...how are these feelings going on at once. These words dont even make sense to me, and expressing them to others is useless. I dont even understand how or why i can think this way. Whats wrong with me?
But that wont make it any better
Run away, Run away
and make tommorow harder to live than today....
Isnt that all i do? run away...but i am stuck at a dead end with no one there but myself lost, and in desperate need for hope. Running away from this perpetual pain that im stuck with. Being a coward is all that i have left? Is happiness even possible to achieve, i have strived to seek any happiness in the near future but i dont see much of anything. I see the past approaching and coming back up, and maybe im just an insatiable person. I am surrounded by a storm of people but all i see is myself alone, dark and cold with fears striking me. I miss the truth, the faith and hope that I had in you. Emotions are covered by the trees of the park, because isnt the park just one fucking symbolism of you and your past. The trees have covered up every view but somehow i still seem to look for you. I can see your mistakes, but why cant you? Why do i sit here thinking that I love every part of you...when i dont even think i know you...how are these feelings going on at once. These words dont even make sense to me, and expressing them to others is useless. I dont even understand how or why i can think this way. Whats wrong with me?