they seems to be nice and good and caring
they ended up like monster
they ended up to be a liar, a terrible liar
they are not themselves
they are all fake
i dun need this type of people
can they jolly well get off from my life?
No
i need my space
gimme 100 bucks and the numbers to call NASA
i want to go back to where i use to be
i need to get out of this stupid world
i call it as Holiday
i want the holiday
i had the holiday
i want to live in Holiday again
i'll rather live there now
i'll rather be alone
i'll rather be with a bunch of similiar friends
i'll rather do things i like
i'll be much more happier
i've exceed the speed in life
i've got a accident
but i dun care
i speed again
tt's the true me
speeding in life
without care
ended up with wounds
it's the journey i call growing up
it's part of life (my life)
i will not stop for anyone
nor will i stop for myself
however, i need a break now
to prepare my funeral.......
~ tin's preparing a funeral for herself ~
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