You can’t go ahead if you keep living behind
Thoughts so collided,you’re messed up inside
They all think you’re the bad one
the messed up one,the dark one.
At times you think maybe you’re better off alone
Other times,you just need someone to hold.
You realize some things aren’t right when the one you confide in is the pillow alone.
You cry,you break,you hurt
And the only sound you can hear is the desperation of your breaking heart
But then again we are forced to tame the demons at heart
because till then,we wouldn’t be able to come up with this art!