måndag 19 maj 2008 bild 2/3
![]() ![]() ![]() |
He looks at the stars. Wants his dream to come true. Wishing upon a star. Wondering where he's going. He floats trough the sea. Counting his reasons why. Why he turned so fast. Forgetting all of his past.
All the changes and all he has done. They're foolishly laughting at dreams that he has.
He looks at the sun. Building, time to have fun. His life has only begun.
And the prints of every step. A shoe that is there to be walked in. Building his walls as he follows the rest. A dream of being the best
He's finding himself. He's finding, finding himself. Finding, finding himself. He's finding himself. He's searched for soo long.
Still I'm waiting for hem to turn from the lies. Expectations from me and his friend. And he needs someone to push him right off the pedestal. Oh, I want it, and he needs to leave it all behind. And all the changes he'd make. He remembers the words that he never thought.
He's finding himself. He's finding, finding himself. Finding, finding himself. He's finding himself. He's searched for soo long.
He looked at the stars
Annons
Kommentera bilden

Anonym
må 19 maj 2008 13:44
(f)
2 kommentarer på denna bild
Direktlänk:
http://dayviews.com/mercury4/209395406/