Dont Know Yet.. Randomness
The words i tend to say become all wrong,
The faith i use to feel is now long gone.
My past comes back to me, and re-live my past memories.
I wonder when my day will come that i will depart from here.
Only a matter of time.
You never know, in a life of lies what is real and what is just fake.
A life that you cant separate.
People say many things,
i tend to believe.
Then here from someone else i will never be good enough for thee.
Never accomplish what others have passed
Copyright © Elizabeth Lindsey | Year Posted 2009
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