Transparent. I am the ghost walking out of the door. Making plans I could never see through and promises I could never hold on-to. Everything I touch instantly falls apart. And the people I loved, they just played out their parts. I held the negatives up to the light and I searched for the smile I held back then. It's unclear whether I lost the will to fight or if I just found comfort in dying. And I'm sorry, I regret everything. For those I've hurt now its me who's hurting. I've been relying too much on who I was not realizing how hollow I've become.
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