Twisted
I want to build a home
Without bricks and walls around
I wished to find a comfort ground
But I lost my path and I need direction
I’m confuse with the life I have to live on
Even I quite sure this feeling don’t stay long
But I need a rope to hold onto when I’m standing over the edge
The night completes me with dreams and hopes to pursue
And the days can only push me to be strong
There are presure I need to deal with
And expectations i haveto fulfill
My heart is back and white now
It has no bright colours
I’m catching stars with butterfly net
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