Alone , Aint got no more of what i had
Its all gone ,Cant stp thinkin about memorys
That take me away where i cant reach
Your out writing tommorow
And your pen cant spell my name
And am i ta blame
Thats not for me to answer
But for you,
Your memory is like an erupting melody thats deep inside of me
And the only soloution for my Demolition is your attention
You left and with you my happiness
My sentimets , like a raging ocean
breaking through breaking through into you
But whats to breakthrough
When your as shallow was water can be
And what should i do to make you see
That i was right
And you were wrong
Have you ever spent time like aint worth a dime
Well i have n its not my choice
You left me rollin the streets alone like a guitar without a tone
N you always come to me to absorb whats left of me
And when all is done
you writing tommorow again and your pen cant spell my nammee
I writ this about someone
It took me like 20 mins to write
i had ta get it outa my system...Im sorry i posted it ehre but other forums are litrally dead.
