You might call me typical
I’m a girl with a broken soul
Take me for granted all you want
I will be the nicest thing you’ve ever seen
Not the confidence that tells me
Just my shattered heart brings me to death
Bring me wherever I’ll be your whatever
Not my stupidity that ratifies me
Just my awareness carries me to hell
I want to be them
I want to be you
I want to be me
Once again, take me with you
Take my broken soul and shattered heart with you
I will show you how to live as one soul
I can drag myself along the way with you
And you can leave me restless by myself
There will be no grudge
There will be no vengeance
Just me trying to find my lost soul
Sunday, May 24, 2009
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