Geïnspireerd op alle mensen zonder persoonlijkheid, en dat zijn er veel. ;x
Wat vinden jullie ervan, ook al is het nog niet af?
Empty glass
It must be hard
Losing the colour of your feathers
As you choose to join a stone blind flock of birds
It must be hard
Covering up the urge to vomit
As your tongue’s bleeding with artificial words
It must be hard
Being poked into the soul
And declared hollow
It must be hard
Choking on the pride
You should’ve swallowed
Get yourself a little liquid called passion
Pour it into the bottle of your heart
Start the search for tiny drops of life
For God’s sake, fill the empty glass you are
It must be hard
To sit and watch the lines defy you
Finding you don’t have the guts to cross
It must be hard
To spend your days alone and waste them
On recollecting marbles that you’ve lost
Edit: t laatste stukje is nieuw (:
[ bericht aangepast op 2 mei 2012 - 22:40 ]
Destiny is what you're supposed to do. Fate is what kicks you in the ass to make you do it.