Maybe this is all going too perfect.
I'm living in a lie,
I'm scared that I'm too happy,
Thats the only reason I cry.
I've waiting for so long to finally call you mine,
I thought my life would be ok,
But I'm not fine.
Infact I'm not good at all,
I feel like I've once more hit the floor.
The words that flow seem to have no meaning,
I'm losing my touch,
I'm not writing about bleeding.
The one time I'm not hurting,
Still it leaves me crying,
It's not only affecting my life but it's also affecting my writing.
Somethnig so perfect could never be right,
Lieing awake at night,
Mind goes into overdrive,
Holding you so tight.
Look into your eyes and mine fill with tears,
Losing you is one of my only remaining fears.
I'll put words into a song,
Because I thought I could be strong,
Losing all my faith,
I loved you all along. |
