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
 Danamii · Wed Mar 12, 2008 @ 03:39am · 0 Comments |
