Someone once told me
not to give in...

A “broken” habit seeps through
The cracks of your mind...

Trust is something you depend on
and you take advantage of a lot...

You look back on memories
with only a picture as proof...

Memorize my every action
every little flaw...

Silence beats a second more
and rings in our ears...

Everybody looks at me
i hear what they say...

I like you so much
I'm in to deep...

If the world was to crumble
right beneath your feet...

My future on the horizon
a tear on my cheek...

~lol sorry
just had to name the poem that...

Each day passes me by
and i know something is missing...