Who ever knows my feeling....
Obscured, kind of low.
All from a dream.
People say what you think, what you dream.
SO it must be something in my mind
always goes around,
but I surely never have it showed.
I wanted to be wild, to be crazy,
to be out of way.
Never mind to be the second,
the third or even worse.
Why I am the one who loses,
the one who was and was betrayed by the loves.
Did they ever think of my feeling,
When they did the thing they were not supposed doing?
Did they ever think of the depth of the damage,
When they will never imagine it still hurts?
People say I am so generous and strong,
But they will never know how much I have paid,
to build up the outter side of my self.
They will never know how much time I have put,
and yet have to put,
to allow my wounded heart to be ready for another round.
Simple as all the other gals,
Just love, to love and beloved.
Simple just like flowers need water,
which makes them blossom and fragrance.
Still I have to find it in my dreams,
few hours of the daily rest,
where my heart get its warmest nest.
though even the dumbest knows it’s never the best.
But what should i do? what could i do?
when the one who ever knows my feeling doesn’t move?
2007/05/13
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