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Backspace, backspace, backspace
or maybe even erase
******** that, just wipe everything out
that's what I've been trying to do
four years straight.
The memories like film tape, but I can't cut and edit
So it leaves me in the dark watching back at myself
wondering when the hell I can finally applaud, or better yet
reach out and smack myself.
I kinda wish the screen of this present
was just a mirror that I can break to run away
from the shame.
I thought of wanting to run towards a tunnel of light
but then I realized I just wanted to crawl out of this character.
If I just stepped out from the mess in my head,
will I still be crazy?
I wonder if I leave all the past
will I have one night of peace
no tossing in the sheets.
And if I forget about the things that were said,
will I finally be able to smile in the mirror,
or better yet through lens.
- by P i lo t S l |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/05/2014 |
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- Title: Present
- Artist: P i lo t S l
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Description:
a quickie
just how I feel about myself right now :I - Date: 10/05/2014
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