Friday, April 4, 2014

scars

Those scars on your wrists are the mark of the world
An ocean that's left you so torn
But remember the heart you brought into this world
The same one as when you were born


How confused you must be
Finding love in the blood that you bleed
But the truth is that I see
Why you say that 'it's hard to be me'
And we all make mistakes
Its not you, but this world you should hate
You're as beautiful as you were yesterday



And those tears in your eyes are the product of lies
You've been lead to believe that they're true
But remember the light you brought into this world
I promise it will get you through



How confused you must be
Finding love in the blood that you bleed
But the truth is that I see
Why you say that 'it's hard to be me'
And we all make mistakes
Its not you, but this world you should hate
You're as beautiful as you were yesterday
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The lyrics to this song really.. gets to me. I don't know, but like.. Its real beautiful and with his voice, its like, dayum! I don't know guys, life has been getting to me and I can't seem to control my emotions anymore. I used to sleep so soundly at night, but like now, I will wake up in the middle of the night and.. think. I can't help it, it just happens. And it's fucking annoying because I don't wanna wake up sad the next morning. like asdfghjkl (thats my total reaction when I wake up at night)

I know, you guys always say how 'its hard to me.' and yes, I know it does. Cuz it will be hard being me too. But we live our own lives and no one can stand it aside from us. Because you were chosen with THAT life and they are chosen with another. No matter how sad or happy you are, there will be faith. 
I don't know what has gotten to me nowadays; why I'm feeling so moody and restless. 
Why I feel ugly and disgusting. But after thinking about it after awhile, I began to accept myself for who I am. I know, I ain't that beautiful, but if I don't believe in myself... Who will? 

Promise not to cry; promise not to cut. Promise to never feel sad anymore. 

Promises are meant to kept , isin't it? But why do we break it?

Keep on smillin and livin, little fighter. 

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