It's not that I'm confused and worried it's the fact when I'm alone I have no one to run to..Whenever I cry alone in the dark wishing I could be in his arms...I'm instead cutting away the life and soul that hopelessly remains in my body..
It's not that I'm Imperfect but the fact that I'm not or will never be..
This life I hold before me the future that Is to come..Wondering If I would be ready to Face the facts or the truths of the End..
It's not that's he's not here with me..It's The fact That I don't have to even think about what needs to lay Beneath the Broken walls of untold Love..
The way I feel today..
Is something that needs to be locked away and never to run out of place again.....
It's not that I'm Imperfect but the fact that I'm not or will never be..
This life I hold before me the future that Is to come..Wondering If I would be ready to Face the facts or the truths of the End..
It's not that's he's not here with me..It's The fact That I don't have to even think about what needs to lay Beneath the Broken walls of untold Love..
The way I feel today..
Is something that needs to be locked away and never to run out of place again.....
