I lay there,
flat on my back...
I'm caught up.
I'm stuck to this life...
Laughter is never a good thing
when it is covering up a cry...
I lay awake at night,
crying out for someone to hear...
A cry, a scream, a yell, a shout.
i try, i try, but nothing comes out...
My time here is spent, for i have to go. |
Why do i keep looking for someone that isnt there. |
Those who were in your past didn't |