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Unstable |
| Written by Sorrow Is My Mask | |
| Friday, 25 April 2008 | |
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Unstable
And apparently you do not see what I can see You can't see the clown in the mirror staring back at me
You can't see these marks on my skin You can't see all of our memories I still hide within
You can't see my barrier has broken down You can't see my struggle to turn everything around
But I can see your face, it obstructs my view Regret still rules my day along with all that I have done to you
I think maybe it's me with all of the impurities It's me who is lost without a shred of authority
Thinking too highly of myself I've been told is something I do quite well
Always thinking I deserved so much more Than everything she accounted for
Or maybe this is just my thinking for the day Maybe it really is you who brought all of this decay
Yout took my morals and buried them in the floor I can't even decide what is right and what is wrong anymore
Everyday I'm becoming more unstable Fading away, unable to find my savior
Copyright 2008 Sorrow Is My Mask |
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