What's your definition
Of doing "okay"?
Is "okay" not brewing,
Not throwing your life away?
Or is "okay" just
Not breaking down,
Not bursting into tears, or
Not quite willing to drown?
Maybe "okay" would be
Smiling all the time,
Faking your happiness
And pretending you're fine.
Can you still be "okay",
When you've hit you're all time low?
When you're alone and lost,
And have nowhere to go?
This is what I'm asking,
What'd I'd like to see.
I'm not sure if it's "okay",
To keep being me.
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
One More Time
Thoughts of regret,
And twisted pain.
All of our memories,
Are just left in a frame.
If I could see you again,
I'd smile another time.
If I could tell you I love you,
I know I'd be fine.
But that's all just a fantasy,
That will never come true.
I don't have anything left,
I don't even have you.
And twisted pain.
All of our memories,
Are just left in a frame.
If I could see you again,
I'd smile another time.
If I could tell you I love you,
I know I'd be fine.
But that's all just a fantasy,
That will never come true.
I don't have anything left,
I don't even have you.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)