I wish I could go back.
It never ends.
Tomorrow's not looking too likely either.
It's always the ones you least expect.
What was I thinking?
Volume 1.
Even sacrifice my own life.
I'm not even likeable.
What's the difference? Both are mocking.
Not for MY family.
Never let them see you cry.
Sometimes dreams are best left as dreams.
No comments:
Post a Comment