as time passes by, memories are slowly drifting away.
the clock is ticking, moving at the same phase of speed, just like the cycle of night and day.
as i go find my own place, i see myself hanging in the end of the line.
trying to hold on so i won't end up falling into the big hole.
my grip seems to be stronger than before, but my soul's shouting out
making my heart skip a beat everytime i miss the chance.
all i wanted is to get the connection that i needed, to be able to see things clear,
to end things smoothly, to start a new chapter and to end an ugly story.
i choose my own direction, blame less or blame more, cos in the end,
it's still within me. no one can predict cos my mind spins like there's no ending
full of thoughts that are trapped inside this big head,
never ending conversations, the truth is still needed.
as i move forward, see me as someone who you never think i am. Labels: experiences of life |
