and here i am, yet again, staring at nothing but a reflection, the silence thats in the air causes an annoying hum in my ear thats almost too loud to bear, how ironic, and the cold in the room consumed by my body is confused, how am i getting heated over here? how ironic, i stand here contemplating what ive accomplished, trying to process the contents of my life and the paths ive taken, the frowns overshadowed by its upside down rival, so the people that surrounds me are mistaken, they think im happy, but the smile lies, how can they hear if all my tears come from silent cries?
Posted on: Mon, 07 Apr 2014 18:54:22 +0000
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