• See me on a break...
    To just bleed
    and to let it escape...
    Feels like greed
    and my innocent needs
    and the sorrow that feeds
    on my soul to the key
    Is this fate?

    Since it's yet to be me...
    I dont know it
    to know i dont show it
    the fact that I hold it
    Am I eager to please?
    This new trait
    This nice-ness I hate
    the envious state
    Is this yet to be me?

    Will I go?
    to discover some role
    or a fork in the road
    Which gives me
    the decision for platinum or gold
    to be young
    to be old or foretold
    to be evil innocently
    this is yet...
    this is yet...
    this is yet to be me.

    By daminami