This is were time stops and nothing starts.
Lost in yesterday and tryin hard to work out today.
I am nither here or there.
So i try and put how i feel right here.....
If you get me.....................
its my turn...
Tuesday, 14 April 2015
i'll hold your hand and your hair back,
And we can pretend we're having fun,
so we don't have to go somewhere new,
and this is the gift i couldn't give to you.
A guilty pleasure,
tieing notts in my belly as i know i am going to lose.
I like dancein on tables and gettin drunk, drunk enought to fall and stumble, to know im lost and feel its ok to mumble. time takes to long so im tryin to express how i feel. but the question is always there is any of this real?