Jumat, 30 November 2012

where is the end?

Is this really happening? Being here standing all alone.
With a heavy brick on my shoulder and when it breaks, like a shining light blinded my eyes.
I'm blind, I'm lying on the floor, try to reach the door.
I'm fly, flying so high, overwhelmed with all the emotion.
Let me breathe, just for a while, let me put my feet off the ground
I'm weak get pick, don't let this tears leak..
Because I reach the end, I reach the end. I'm spent.