All my turns

All my turns seem wrong,
All my twists seem right.
I seem to need to find
An escape from daylight.

All my paths seem lost,
All my flaws seem great.
I seem to tend to take
The wrong decisions of late.

All my days seem dark,
Only sins seem to bring the light.
It seems I forgot to face my life.
It seems that lately
I forced myself
Into a place to hide.

Meld je gratis aan om ook reacties te kunnen plaatsen