Sometimes I don't know
What could be worse
Being afraid to live
Being afraid to die
Being afraid of the sky
Coming crashing down
Sometimes I don't know
What could be better
A warm embrace
Or a love letter
Sometimes I don't know
What to do with myself
When I have too much free time
To think and contemplate
Sometimes I don't know
What to do with myself
The more I sleep
The more I want to dream
Sometimes I don't know
Why nothing stays the same
Why there's constant change
Why I feel so strange
I'm afraid to change
Even though I know
It could do me some good
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