it feels like forever
the moment i threw my self into all the things i love
the moment i stopped caring about other's thought
the moment i got gut to act
the moment i kept dreaming and wondering
my father once said, everything out of control is not good
overdose dreaming, overdose realist
neither one is good
i've been hidding my wild side for so long
my true thought, my original piece
should i come back and let go my self?
just like the sweet girl years ago
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