Wednesday, August 12, 2009

unsaid

it was just
so perfect
was it him..
must be her
I am the one less blessed
the one standing
besides the lake
I wish for everything ...
and everytime
and I face
the consequence
of not being the one
a lesser charm
I did not chose
and I see the world
running down their dreams
I have my dreams
and full of magic
I fly away
and I see the blue sky
Beneah the silver sphere
I smoke with a friend
bathing in the
brilliant white night
theres a guilt killing me
I must dream of gold
ill be alone if I don't
the prophesy was foretold
I could have been better
if I was born not as a child
if I did not have to learn
I would have been better
if I was born
with a better mind
a better body
couldn't find myself
lost so bad
some of it
some i have

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