Sitting here watching my clock
we could be together now,
we should be together now,
tick tock tick tock
sitting here scratching my head
going over all what was sed
head banging against a brick wall
theres nothing going in,
nothing coming out at all
I put on my glasses
start to type up all my work
each word sparks a memory in my mind
The tear on the page....the hurt
biteing my nails the anger inside
never worried about being foolish
ive never worried about pride
wrap myself up. i hide myself inside
my eyes open so wide
so clear yet i was so blind
should of seen it coming right from the start
instead .i hide myself inside....














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