I....
I.....
I.......
I break pencil's tips
I throw blue pen nips
Before three months back
My image was very good
When I look to the mirror, passes sweet smile
I act strongly happy, cos I know well my profile
Headphones on my ears urge some worth power
Some later, so what, I get through my destiny
Free desire crucial to step ahead way I've chosen
My face has hidden behind so many pain
Whenever I think off, life seems keep on in vain
I made even sure, desire to live in my goals
But a small next decision still hurts me whole
It was my fault that I've chosen a wrong way
All why were really good, but still as if I stand dismay
I don't get worth time, short make new best song
If I try to solve query, spell did they get me wrong
Cried so silent I even single can heard
My passion moved far away, I don't start to run
It seems all is hell, and I will shot the gun
So time I waste in understanding myself, though
Now again one bad deed, everytime I can blow
I...
I...
I...
What makes it change to look this word "I"
Special true feeling when it takes me up high
Lips are my wry,
Cry had just cry,
Eyes no more tears,
Cos back, as it's funk and fears....
