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I just write a song...I just needed something to write

Submitted:Jul 12, 2014    Reads: 11    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Thousand Times

Thousand times
I lost control under my feet.
Thousand times
I was losing myself.
Thousand times
I was standing right there in the tunnel
and I couldn't see the help.

Thousand times
I wanted to get outta of my skin.
Thousand times
I felt like I was living in the sin.
Thousand times
I was faking a smile and I pretend that I was okay
but inside of me I knew I was wreck for a while and I lost my way.

Just because you don't see what I see
that doesn't mean you need to hate me.


But I'm just being me
and I get out of breath when I ran.
I'm just being me
and I bleed & I feel as you can.
I'm tired of being misunderstood
tired of listening what I should.
And you know I would
tore the heart out of my chest
If I could,
but all I can do is my best.
And that's just being me.

Thousand times
I had knives on my back
Thousand times
I felt like I was falling apart
Thousand times
I felt sad and blue
and I was lost in the dark.

Thousand times
I forgot how to breathe.
Thousand times
I flet ugly underneath.
Thousand times
I tried to fly and I tried to be proud
of myself but then suddenly I died and I fell hard on the ground.


Yes I got my scars
and you might not see them
because I changed them into stars..



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