onsdag 19 februari 2014

I wish for a dream, one about love and fate.
Becuase I am loveless and don't have any faith.
I wish for heat but inhales the smoke.
I wish to talk with someone, yet I only hear my own whispers.
I wish to be seen, but feel ignored.

I may be greedy.
But what are you suppose to go,
When the world doesn't care?
I like to close my eyes and pretend.
Nights next to someone.
That maybe cares.

I tend to get a bit lonely.
I tend to do stupid decisions.
But I can't really change reality,
So I like to pretend.
That you still see me.

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