"Regret" |
by: _badTrIp_ |
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I woke up with the world on the palm of my hand In this cruel world, I don't know where I stand I looked closer into it and I was amused I witnessed my life then, I was confused
It seems like centuries when I first smiled But life to me is not so mild Because of others a million times I cried But I cannot swallow my own pride
I saw both success and failure in this world I saw love and hate and passions grown cold Joy and sadness are linked or so it seems I can say that pure joy exists only in dreams
I looked at one moment in my life Where I stood there holding a knife I'm like a robin without a nest I can't find a place that's best
Rejection, failure and sadness is what I feel My dreams of happiness will never become real Why should I go on if I would live in misery Life to me is like a big mystery
My sad times outnumbered my happy times Then I doubt if I could make crimes Coffins are talking so wildly Then I decided to end my life so badly
Then I began to think about the river of life And I decided to end my own life As the blood flowed through my open veins Too late did I realize how much to me my life means... |
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