terça-feira, 1 de março de 2011

Depressed Mind



Sometimes I’m too depressed
I can’t see a future right on the way
I stare at myself and ask what I’ve done to deserve this feeling
I’d better be cold and starving somewhere
Maybe unconscious
Maybe useless
Then nobody would glance at me
And see how deep I’ve fallen
But before I fall down
I just want to feel no more pain
I want to look at the sun
And get blind with its light
Finally I would never see myself
As the time passes by
I’ll forget my own face
I will be erased

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