i really don't know what better is. It might just be a selfish prayer, at the root of it, as much as i don't want it to be. Its hard to think about the fact that i haven't really changed or got any closer to some goal or aspiration. Sometimes, history is repeating itself, only difference now i know what not to do; instead i stand still and not try at all. Hiding is comfortable, i've got it down to a science...
words in a page, lyrics of a song...only makes the truth more apparent, despite the fact i wish to hide from it.
words spoken in a whisper...made vocal for my own sake...echoing within the walls i've built, making it that much harder to forget or let go.
i can only stand at a distance, willing to catch you when you fall...
praying that your someone will
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