Years later,
I finally sit at table, with
An open heart, giving myself
To my notebook.
Today, i've the intimate
Conviction, that you are
You and no one else
The only other part of me.
All my life, i lived, trying
To cover my face or
Trying to beat harder than me.
Pushing back incessantly,
Denying to everything of field,
What i really felt.
All my life, i've been searching for the word to say how i feel.
I've been im sorry for the thing
I know i should do done.
Playing proud, but i can not.
Im not looking for an excuse.
Without hoping for the best
Waiting for anything better
Im juste expecting the worst.
Shadow_AngelZ
