Lost in the words of a flooding tear,
I’m facing my fear
with this unknown feeling.
Alone on this world, I feel that way,
can’t remember where I stayed
last time.
No rewind this time, I won’t repeat the past,
But I can’t take this, thought I found myself at last.
Fading away again now, I’m losing my grip, I believe,
that I can give, no more recieve.
‘Cry to let it out’
they say,
‘keep your head up, tomorrow is gonna be a good day’.
But they don’t know, that’s only making it worse,
And from worse to bad.
No solution to this all, just captured in this net
I am again, falling down this hill,
I have to believe that someone’s gonna catch me, and I will,
But this is still,
Not the way it has to be,
‘cause I just don’t see
The point in this whole thing.
Being stuck, I’ll move on, won’t move forwards, but that’s okay,
Just hoping that tomorrow will be a good day..
Xxx Danique