PolicyMic-thasfreak

So many times, I've wondered what became of you.And all of those dreams once full, before we came to.And I know this happens for a reason,And I knowit's all part of the plan,but, all this wisdom won't keep me from freezingfrom that look in your eyesoh yeah, the look in your eyes.It comes and it goes but your memory, still stays at nightand wish from my fingers always *remains my own little lie *

My first song was madefrom Martha's kissesand my way of loving her.With the intelligence of Maria,and the thought of Almudenaso weak and hurt.Mi first song was a lieit was a piece from the cornerwhere one day I said good bye.Bea always was a secretI was never to tell her soon enough, no..For me she was the firstthe most beautiful melodyfor being an imprisoned rose,when you touch her she would die

Lay beside meTell me what they've doneSpeak the words I wanna hearTo make my demons runThe door is locked nowBut it's open if you're trueIf you can understand the meThen I can understand the youLay beside meUnder wicked skyThrough black of day, dark of nightWe share this pair of livesThe door cracks openBut there's no sun shining throughBlack heart scarring darker still, but there's no sun

Why am I the way I am? Why do I make a decent evening into something sad or depressing? Why do I focus a lot on what I'll do later on instead of what I'm doing now?I bet ignorance is bliss..