Just something I found while browsing through old archives.
Not too sure why did I even create this, or
how.
But wow, I think it's not too bad, though I don't really recall how I could create such a piece.
Here I am, putting up a brave front
To escape, to run
Away from the feeling I’m trying so hard to shun
Oh, oh, when will this all be done?
So that I can stand again, my feet back on the ground
This guilt is haunting me
Negativity chaining me so hard I can’t break free
Oh, when will this all be over?
Why is there so much pain, even though I know it’s for the better?
They say: only Time will heal
But I don’t even know if that’s for real
Hopefully Time will
‘Cause now, I’m not even sure what to feel
