Sunday, May 12, 2013

Just a random post on Sunday Night

I'm not having my insomnia, but we go
You know you can't get back
But future seems too blurry
You know you gotta move forward
But you're afraid of being forgotten
You know you wanna runaway
But you can't, cause it's harder to walk when you're bleeding
You wish you can remove memory
But it's the one that makes you believe
That there might be hopes out there