The fact that I know I can do it, I chose to stand still.
He loves me, I still chose to stand still.
I love him back, I stand still.
She backstabbed me, I stood still.
It isn't still late, yet I stand still.
But not anymore, I will stand up and walk
I will move on
After all, I have perfect legs
to stand on!!
Friday, June 29, 2012
It is said that our lives are worthless.
They pass in an instant like the roses wither.
It is said that time which whispers is a perversion for our griefs.
It make layers, still someone told me.
That you still love me,
Someone told me that you have loved me.
Is that still possible??
It is said that destiny mocks us
That it promised everything and gives nothing
It seems that happiness is carried in the hand.
When you stretch the hand and find madness
Still someone told me...
But who told me that you love me?
I no longer remember, it was late at night.
I still hear the voice, but I no longer see the face.
"He loves you, it is a secret, he did not say that I should tell you.
You see, someone told me.
That you still love me, someone truly told me...
That you still love me, is that possible?? It is said that our lives are worthless.
They pass in an instant like the roses wither. It is said that time which whispers in perversion for our griefs. They make layers, someone told me That from our sadness, layers are made;
Still someone told me.
