Do not throw your life away
In search of yesterday today.
To not seek to look upon
What things were here but now are gone.
Look upon what is to be —
Tomorrow brings new things to see.
Thou shalt let bygones be gone.
Thou shalt find no joy in the glory of old triumph.
Though shalt transcend the tyranny of quondam devotion.
Thou shalt not seek solace in senescent sentiments.
Thou shalt not attempt to fulfil the fantasy of finessing the finite into the infinite.
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We feel it in our bones,
we feel it in our muscles.
We act our way through it
so they won't see the struggle.
We put on a fake smile
and say that we're "O.K."
We lie and say that were fine
that we're just tired all day.
......
It all makes sense now
Those nights I deprived myself from sleep
Those days I wondered where and how
And those moments I combat with anxiety.
I lost count of the times I endured infidelity
But that isn't the only case I had to deal with
My vision was clear but I feel like I'm blinded
Too bad, ignoring all the clues became a habit.
......
Forget my name, number, and this pretty face, your time with me is over...im gone without a trace!
You gave me plenty of reasons, and left me no choice... You would ALWAYS speak for me,
But guess what, I FOUND IT...
I HAVE MY OWN VOICE!!!
So now I'm going to use it, I have so many things to say.... but 1st and foremost I'm gonna pack my bags, I'M DONE... This is the day.
Thia is The day that I have made up my mind,im stepping up my game and moving things forward;
I REFUSE TO REWIND.
Do not throw your life away
In search of yesterday today.
To not seek to look upon
What things were here but now are gone.
Look upon what is to be —
Tomorrow brings new things to see.
Unrequited love, a bittersweet symphony
That plays in the depths of my heart
Like a melody that never finds it's harmony.
From head to toe, I fell for you
Every inch of your being captivating my soul.
But to you, I was just a passing glance.
A mere object of desire, a sexual art.
I spent sleepless nights pinning for you,
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Leaving eighteen
What is wrong with me?
Every single night before I close my eyes
This question plays in my head on repeat
I know I'll never be able to answer
This question
Because I don't know what is wrong with me...
I don't think there is anything wrong with me
I'm just drowning in a pool of self hate
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Thou shalt let bygones be gone.
Thou shalt find no joy in the glory of old triumph.
Though shalt transcend the tyranny of quondam devotion.
Thou shalt not seek solace in senescent sentiments.
Thou shalt not attempt to fulfil the fantasy of finessing the finite into the infinite.
......
It all makes sense now
Those nights I deprived myself from sleep
Those days I wondered where and how
And those moments I combat with anxiety.
I lost count of the times I endured infidelity
But that isn't the only case I had to deal with
My vision was clear but I feel like I'm blinded
Too bad, ignoring all the clues became a habit.
......