-Ritual-
Yet again, the voices in my head
dragging my body down
Against the cold white bed
Doubt, loneliness
The same empty void
The same damn thing
Every day
A ritual
Nothing more
Nothing less
Fake a smile
Act happy
Swear on your word
That everything
Is okay
They don't see
You don't see
The pain and the sorry
How much I wished my loneliness
Could finally flee
Off my shoulder
Off my head
Out of my soul
And out of my bed
I don't need a man nor a woman
To make me feel
What I've always wanted to feel
I just need myself
My own forgiveness
To show my that I could be happy
Just loving
Myself
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