Monday, 7 July 2008
I dnt knw why
everytime i cry,
i try to defy,
the hurt is just a lie.
Fighting along with no one,
break me
gently,
so quietly so no one hears.
The attitude
the gratitude,
The tides of time will knock me down
Till I find my place,
outside this maze.
Failures are pillars of success,
leave it to fate,
to guide me through this ordeal.
I dnt need what i can see. Invisibility isnt what lies in front of it.
It is what lies behind it.
Time to turn around,
for all you found
was the places
full of faces.
Nobody knows,
you'll never knw.
so let it go
let it go.
Failures are like pencils.
You have to sharpen them to make them
something that
would carved out
success.
Im hurt.
I knw im not great.
I knw i cant do anything right.
We'll let it go,
and then we'll finally know,
what crap im writing.
the
FORSAKEN at 02:46
