One day I felt like running knives across my broken wrists
One day I felt like smashing walls with my angry fists
There was a day when I woke up and realized the lies
There was a time when I cried out and wanted just to die
That time I fell a victim to the perils of this life
A broken man I wept for the end of all that strife
So much I wanted to give in but I could not let go
of the lies that I thought were true- what did I know?
The days fly me so fast I never stop to think
about the lapse of time and that I'm on the brink
of going crazy once again now I only sigh
because I found it in myself to tell you goodbye
MM 1992
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