Waking up, going out there and start smiling to everyone pretending it's all fine
but the reality is that
we are fucked, we are tired and it's fine
we sometimes let the devil win the war
because sometimes we give up and it's fine
we want to scream, we want broke everything, we want to stop feeling
and we have to give up
because sometimes it's too much to deal with it
they say it won't last forever
they say it's everything fine
but then it all gets fucked
and we're not fine anymore
they lie, they don't know, they dont care
they don't understand us, but they think they do
they forgot how it feels, or maybe they never felt this
we're all alone in here, we just got us
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Just another blog - candybeer
RandomLo siento... esta no es una historia, es un blog más. Espero pasen un buen rato leyendo sobre mis miedos, tristezas y fracasos.
