I am always there
Near the point where I'd leave everything behind
And wonder if what holds me back is really worth it
Or if it is what adds to my wounds
Sometimes what holds me back makes me feel like im suffocating, drowning in a dark ocean
So i ask 'me' again, is it really worth it
Would it be better for this string to snap
And for my eyes to fall into eternal slumber
Or keep a hold of my self and grab what holds me back tight and close so i wont lose sight of the 'me' who wants to live..
I still wonder..
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