it's like attemptin to say somethin but neva findin the words... feelin the need yet not havin the moment of relyin on want... it's gatherin the time that gets swept up or even under the rug.. comin up to short to catchin up to luv walkin in a different direction goin unheard... it's knowin u have what it takes yet wind up sittin alone way to often... n how the meanin of friends would be great as there's jus no one to talk to... it's the thought that escapes interest again n again... somehow not bein good enough even though we're put back together the best we could possibly be glued... it's like reachin for the door nob n no one ever to be home... as if lost takes on a whole new reason to why life must go on... it's findin self comin to life without an other standin by our side... pullin away unwillingly bcuz hope doesn't know which way it's goin...
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