All I had...
I never understand
When I cross the line
Until it all slips
Right there, through my hands.
I always try to be
Not too strong
and not too weak
but I don´t see the line
until I´m way past it
ready to destroy everything
I have
Being a hypocrit
Makes life realy hard.
How come
I became so blind
Running wild
All around
Without a plan
All I want is to resist
To let it be
Make peace
And I just can´t forget
How much I regret.
But I never understand
When I cross the line
Until it all slips
Right there through my hands…
Copyright Sara Kehrer
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