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Huwebes, Agosto 11, 2011

Frustration



There's no windows in this place 
For me to show my weary face 
Rage I hold within my soul 
At times, I cannot control 

What's the point of me being here? 
When being here is what I fear 
Every day it's all the same 
Trapped again in my own pain 

I cry myself to sleep 
So many secrets I must keep 
No one to reach me, nobody cares 
Trapped in the middle of a distant stare 

I've prayed that I was free 
Of this grief that's filling me 
Everywhere I turn 
Every bridge must burn
 
There's no windows in this place 
For me to show my weary face


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