I wish I had the guts to show you who I am,
this boy is just a clown of costumes and nothing more
I don't want to make you laugh too much, cause then we'll just be friends
can I tell you tomorrow?
I am just a human, controlled by irrational feelings
not fear or actions, but the way I see you
for many years has passed without my notice
and now I live to feel your breath
Many night of thoughts and conclutions
fall to pieces when you speak
because you tear down my walls
brick by brick I give in
I stand here for you naked and sore
this is who I am without the the costume that I wore
My pride, my safety, my self-respect is dead
I did it all for you to get this out of my head
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