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Less Than Perfect
Not another soul
Left here to die
Left here to rot
Not another being
In my sanity
Killing me
And as I run away
Holding tight
To what is dear
I cannot understand
Should I be gone
Or be right here
Nothings as it was the years before
Nothing will ever be like back then
And anything that reminds me of what happened
Strikes me with an anger beyond hate
Running from myself again (and never looking back)
Always had to wonder when (it'd be like you promised)
Never giving myself a chance (to find what was in me)
Never searching for the reason
The reason to be more than nothing
I'm something...
Something more than you've ever imagined
I'm something...
Something less than perfect but that's fine
You have to know that that's just fine with me