Thursday, October 8, 2009

ONE YEAR

As the hands move closer to midnight

I just cant but seem to fight

The idea thats its one year tomorrow

People will never know how we feel

Why can’t I see an end?


For this past year ive cried

When asked how I was, I lied

I said I was getting better

But my face was only getting wetter

Alone in my mind without a sound


As the hands move closer to midnight

I just cant but seem to fight

The idea thats its one year tomorrow

People will never know how we feel

Why can’t I see an end?


So here I am with only two to go

The hour hand gets closer and closer

Midnight is almost here

This is just so unclear

How this could go by so fast, one year.


As the hands move closer to midnight

I just cant but seem to fight

The idea thats its one year tomorrow

People will never know how we feel

Why can’t I see an end?

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