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by Ryan Fuertes Oct 16, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I lie awake tonight on my bed Thinkin' everything had been said 'Been running those thoughts again Which 'been causing me much pain Did I do something not so good Or acted like I've been totally rude I've sold everything in such a dime Not even thought all woudn't rhyme Now sitting all alone without nothing Never used to this kind of running Questions arise couldn't be sufficed Was there an advice wasn't precise Memories glued in me like forever Can't seem to forget it like never Been eating up all thy sanity here Wish I could turn back some years Lord hold me tight I'm now so close To the edge of giving up on my ghosts Of yesteryears that were not too kind Break me free and leave it all behind Original Works: October 17, 2006