the metamorphosis of elma iskarima

when the words represent anything

December 20, 2010

down down down

I couldn't tell you why I felt that way,

I felt it everyday.

And I couldn't help my self,

I just watched I make the same mistakes again.



What's wrong now?

Too many problems.

Don't know where I belongs.

I want to go home, but nobody's home.

It's where I lie, broken inside.

With no place to go to dry my eyes.

Broken inside.



Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.

Ive been rejected, and now I can't find what I left behind.


Myr feelings I hide.

My dreams I can't find.

I'm losing my mind.

I've fallen behind.

I can't find my place.

I'm losing my faith.

I fallen from grace.

I'm all over the place.

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