Nov 10, 2011

i cant hold it,alone.


sometimes has been my drug;
and i'm addicted to it.
addicted to cry,
addicted to hear lies,
addicted to know the reason "WHY".

sometimes has been my only friend,
that tend to give me tears,
and wipe it with words.
that tend to hold me,
when i just want to fly away from this small world.

sometimes has been the only feeling,
that no one knows
HOW it feels,
WHY it hurts,
WHO's the person,
WHEN it happens,
WHAT's the reason.

only you have the answer,right?