My eyes twinkle
my heart fades
my soul is free
my debts unpaid
my palms touch gently unto my lap
releasing a fury as gentle as a pat
for no one knows the feeling i share
that dwells underneath my heart to spare
while looking in the mirror a fateful sorrow
in the nite waiting for it to be morrow
as each day passes-my lifes a blur
drawn by the people who murmur
yet the years pass by unto a beautiful face
drawn by deppression its a disgrace
my pleasent dreams turn to nightmares
and each time i pray a fire burns-deep in my heart-with fury and anger
led wat to be my sadnes
i thout it was love but it\'s just an illusion
whether it waz obsession or
destiny\'s conclusion!!!
