Wednesday, June 6, 2007

my believes


Questioning my believes…realizing my nightmare
Talking with my dieing soul about despair
That's what you were doing that day there
Asking questions to prove a theory behind
Invading with Ur words my exhausted mind
I didn't answer because I lost words I don’t want to
Find
Pressing on my wounds will not solve any thing
Killing me slowly isn't the best u can bring
If u takes our friendship as granted so that's the alert bill I ring
Saying that u didn’t change and that was always Ur way
May be that's the truth but still hurting me under its name isn’t ok
As me as everybody u have Ur mistakes and for every sign u going to bay
I know that u likes me and that u r the one I adore
And may be our friend ship is my life escape door
But if u r not gonna listen to my words…so what is our friendship for