On My Way, by ~Drowning-In-Dispare~
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The day was bad,
No one seems to understand the feelings i drag,
Not really sure if i drag them or they drag me,
They make me so confused,
They make me something i don't want to be.
Wipe the tears away,
I just want to hear your voice.
I'll go on with my life,
As if i ever had a choice.
And through the thorns and the stakes,
I'm in search for my rightful place.
And through the thorns and the stakes,
The only thing that's keeping my feet on this ground,
Is counting the seconds that you've been away. |
Posted: 2011-09-19 12:03:54 UTC |
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2011-10-04 20:36:40 | lance |
yr like me i dont fit in anywhere on the planet...we are on the same road if u have msn,,,,maybe we can meet halfway.by the way nice poem |