In this last hour I think and think
Calculating in my head for just the right answer.
I know this might be the last time I may see him
My master...
I run out as it ends those few seconds I'm lost in the crowed.
I don't see him please please where are you?
A hand finds mine and I look back it's her and I smile
I pretend like nothing's wrong but my panic and worry grows
Her and I take our seprate ways the sun burns my skin as her hand leaves mine
I head to where he might be but when I get on he's not there nowhere to be seen
I sigh and sit in an empty seat
Another friend comes and sits uinfront of me
again I fein a smile.
He never shows my sorrow is consuming
I leave after a moment and walk a while
wondering if perhaps I'll see him but I know I won't
The sun burns I flee to shade and make my way quick to hide
I lay there morning
My apathy towards all increasing as the need does.
Please Tell Me You'll Be There When I Wake Up
Please Lie To Me
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