Half Empty, Half Full
The Rain drop on the glass
seems to slow as it gets fast
as it pours through my soul
my body begins to feel cold
Half empty , Half full
Which one could I be
to find this answer out
look deep inside of me
on this journey to my soul
you will finally begin to see
my soul is feeled with love
and spreading very rapidly
and if Ones eye's
really wanted to see
then this lucky person
would see the best side of me
The side full of love
and full of caring thought
this person would never leave
until I told them to stop
STOP they would
without any questions asked
I should've never let you in
you moved way to fast
So my glass is Half empty
That's what it shall be
I'm sure it will be a long time
before someone looks again in me
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