Missing inspiration
Lacking self-esteem
Both of these thing's
Make up part of me
It's not easy
To write down how i feel
Dodging around it
And what's really real
You look at my surface
Not what's inside
It seems to me
My soul has died
Hour's of tear's
Year's of pain
Not one once of love
Have I ever gained
It's not really finished. but i probably wont change it. and I'm sorry if i don't comment you back right away but i will get to it as soon as possible. oh and idea's for a title are very much welcomed.
