My christmas

I thought I lost my place
until I met them again, face to face

I was scared.. for that day,
I've been hating it, tried to stay away..

But everything changed when I entered the house
As I stood there, with my face paint and my red blouse

It seemed like nothing happened, nothing was wrong..
Its been so long..

This was where I used to belong,

Memories of luck, floating back when looking at the wall
realizing, I the void in my heart..

I missed this, I missed them all
Tears comming up, while being surrounded by the people I thought they hated me

I know they still do,
But really, it felt so relieved,
I felt free.

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