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2003-12-13 - 8:39 a.m. Hold on..... Sometimes I wish I was better off dead/ but instead, I leave the magic words in my head unsaid/ And the prayers that I whisper underneath my breath/ Is the only hope to keep my conscious kept/ One day I'll run, but another day I'll wait/ Gotta sudden urge for independence but the opportunity came too late/ malicious fate/ Want to drop the obligations and just breathe to create/ But time is unsympathetic, lead-life-pathetic/ Enjoying spelendor's spoils, living on-borrowed-credit/ nervous anxious and afraid about what comes next/ thinkin 'bout everything from feelings, fine grrls, and checks/ Sometimes I wish I was better off dead/ but instead, I leave the magic words in my head unsaid/ And the prayers that I whisper underneath my breath/ Is the only hope to keep my conscious kept/ I've had it-up to here with these asinine notions/ Delusional thoughts, and toyed with emotions/ ....jokes-end/ ....people gotta eat kid/ stopped-sleepwalk-status and shit looked bleak kid/ from Monday to Sunday looking for endless weekends/ cut off your weak-ends/ all those that seek trends/ end-up-get-eaten/ depleting/ reading/ catch a beating/ so many got life wrong it's misleading/ nobody looking for answers-just lookin for who's treatin'......... Sometimes I wish I was better off dead/ but instead, I leave the magic words in my head unsaid/ And the prayers that I whisper underneath my breath/ Is the only hope to keep my conscious kept/ Sometimes I wish I was better off dead/ but instead, I leave the magic words in my head unsaid/ And the prayers that I whisper underneath my breath/ Is the only hope to keep my conscious kept/
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