Making believe I have found something
Worth the time, the effort, the rhyme
But it's stolen away
I've been unable to feel a thing
Numb in my limbs, my mind begs to believe anything
I've got time, but time is limited
When every moment is fleeting
And haunted by someone or something that shouldn't have been
Making believe we've preserved something. Worth our time the effort the rhyme, pretending away
Look in the mirror, can't see a thing
When it comes down to nothing but you, are you able to look within?
Why do we find everything we think we need at the wrong time
I said I wouldn't do this again, be put in this position. Blurring the lines, it's not so black and white
My life is grey,filled with the in between
I have no idea what you mean
But I'm sailing along anyway
Ahhhh I love you so much ur so talented love-3
BrittyBiittyx3 1 week ago