domingo, 25 de marzo de 2012

Cuando yo misma soy la respuesta

Sometimes pain help us; Memories came back to stay and give as stregh to survive from what is coming; Someting bad returns and we can express ourself in a loud voice; We create; This is my creation;

How am i supose to say this is over... And to go on?
I am not stupid ... And i know you well...
Have you ever loved me?

And how to cry at night on silence?
When i wanna shout because of the pain...
You let me down, you broke my heart...
But it doesnt matter...
Have you ever feel love?

It feels so cold, I am so alone, I dont like darkness
You walked away, you let me fall and saw me cry
You just forgot but you come back
And i just can not understand

And now everything feels like a big lie that never dies
You are like a ghost living in my mind and never sleeps
You like to move, to talk and make me remember
that maybe for you i am just a game... Tell ME.-

But it is me the one who cries, the one who dies,
The one who once.. loved you
I fight at war, Never let you down, Never be trated you even lie;
But it doesnt matter what i did
Cause This is over.-

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