Beating for
the uncertainties of my life
This
restlessness is wearing me
And I wonder
who else feels this way?
Sometimes I
don’t know what I want
I don’t know
what to do or why I do it
What’s even
the point of knowing
When I’m all
by myself?
Will I grow
old alone and lonely
Or who will take
my breath away
And when
things fall apart
Who will
stand by me, who will?
~ Dizzy ~
No comments:
Post a Comment