Life
By Bigheadbob
The feeling of sorrow, Imprinted on my mind. Wishing I could borrow, Feelings from back in time. Remembering the good times, Which I have never had. So many ways out other than living, And no one would be sad. Feelings from the future, That I want to know. Wondering where I'll be, And what I'll have to know. Imaging the bad times, Which i've never had. So many ways out other than dieing, And everyone would be sad. So when the world ends, I have no friends. And all thats left, Is me. Written November 19th, 2001 © on Mar 09 2002 04:58 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"The feeling of sorrow,..."