Not every morning feels the same,
some are bright, some are dark
but what when the fucking dark stays
no tears can wash away, no colours will return
all stays black, your mind keep the colour for itself
but people say the best things are visible for the eye
and hope does not need a colour
Not every morning feels the same,
some are bright, some are dark
but what when the fucking dark stays
no tears can wash away, no colours will return
all stays black, your mind keep the colour for itself
but people say the best things are visible for the eye
and hope does not need a colour
hope kills the pain
a smile can't be felt
a moment can't seen
whats the matter
it is all in your head
if you gotta go
go without a tear
go without a lie
leave the left behind
in my head there is no end
endings are no fun
in my head there is your laugh
because life is about the good
not about the bad
leave me here
but wait for me there
times are hard,
but pain can be shared
for some of us there will be a bright morning
we are they ones that don't forget.
this is my first blog in english i dont know why i did that but one fiend of mine give this idea to me, sometimes the emotive things just go with the flow, they are trying to be cool. pretend that is the same
by the way i love to escribir en español, pero siento que everything is going upside down en mi cabeza.
iam going to extrañar a todos.
iam going to miss you for a while, si un ratito.
yosoycaos
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