It's been sometime
when i remember staring at myself
of a picture that was taken long ago
a smile was drawn on the face of my old self
something that seems rare these days
if even something as tough as metal
can become rusty and old
then it's not really shocking in anyway
when a persons own heart
could become rusted and broken
pouring rainfall without any single care
i find my own heart to be rusted and broken
unable to feel the same as it once was
because of losing someone so special
made me unable to remember anymore
rusted and broken down
never dared to look at the eyes of others
fearing for the worst that will come
from romance to the trash bin
tossed away was the only answer
now here i lay
tracing the old foot steps
trying to find that lost and forgotten feeling
with the burden of a rusty heart inside
lost love doesn't feel the same anymore
when it's slowly becoming painful
each day and night from inside
