Sunday, August 14, 2011

i dont blame you
you could do better
im not the best

so you could do better
you did better

Friday, August 12, 2011

it rains here often
and with every drop that sprinkles down
i think of you

i think of you

i could love you forever

when youre torn
ripped apart in two
when youre in a daze
when things go wrong
and everything is hazy
when youre in doubt
when you think youre loosing
when you think its all going down
and then you have a bit of hope
but it lets you down
when you trap yourself in a blue room
to feel comfort
when you wash everything away with tears
when all you want to do is run away.