usually my night goes by counting the stars
but tonight i wish to see a shooting star
to take me back to the time when my life wasn't this marred
back to the time when my life wasn't this scarred
i'm a convict of my own action,mislead myself with too much devotion
now i reap the consequences of my imagination
i tried to do all i can to make it all happen
but as i heard from Forrest Gump ,shit happens
and i dont blame it on u either for not keeping it together
none of us are gifted to control the weather
whether i tried my best or did my worse
we just never happened as if hexed by a curse
people search for happiness, so did i
but its hard to wake up from a dream so glorified
i'm caged in the prison of my mind
just can't find enough courage to let you leave
just can't let you free from the dreams i weaved
i was a fool to take you for granted
i just took u as an object that i always wanted
that was my mistake, its just me floating in my dreams
that glittering thing is not always gold, everything is not what it seems
i take my words that hurt you, take it all and put it in a garbage
i dont want to think this is all staged
this is the best way i can tell it everything in one go
but still i see u as a star in my sky with a dreamy glow.
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