Sit and Write


he just had the longest day ever since
since the day his life turned into his life
hes not a believer, but he prays hoping
hoping the stars could hear him, cuz she cant,
would she ?
he looks back a tousand times and still,
still dont understands whats happening
he can feel his future fading,
and changing into something he doenst know
wasnt everything worth of a good fight?
he wishes to be wrong,
he wanted to be wrong,
so he could stand up and do something,
but hes not, he guesses. Nothing's clear.
things could go really wrong,
when "why" is the only answer he gets,
what about those words?
empty words? he doubt it!
what about those moments?
where they just a dream?
or he just missunderstood'em?
and now, all he can do is,
sit and write this song.
maybe she would understand...


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