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sunday drive
Is our secret safe tonightand are we out of sight Or will our world come tumbling down? Will they find our hiding place is this our last embrace or will the walls start caving in? |
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Sunday, April 4, 2010 Sometimes I just feel that, why can't the world be better, why can't roses just be red, why must there be black roses that make it look oh-so-sinister with the thorns, why can't people agree with one another, why are we so competitive in life, or rather why are forced to be competitive in life, why can't everyday be a good day, or rather why does it always end badly. If I could, I would wish for all the time I could have, I would plan every second properly for everyone who means something to me, and I know who's gonna be in that list for sure, I wish I could.
It feels more awkward to say hello to you than to a stranger. Yeah, actually I know why we're so competitive, without money, anyone and anything can turn onto you. I don't want to go back to those days. |