Why is the question, and why is what I ask.
The many days that have passed I often wonder what to do with myself in the situations Im in. Is it a test from God? Is it something I have to endure alone? Is it something that I have to suffer for, and in the end everything will be good? Why, why is it that everything cant just be plain and simple, but instead it has to be so damn hard. Its so hard to please your parents, so damn hard to please your boss. But why in the hell does it have to be so damn hard to please your friends? It drives me mad that I cant just please everyone, it depresses me that I am left in situations that leaves me to having to choose one of the other. Why does it have to be so complicated?
My heart travels across these bed of nails, each nail rusted with guilt, hurt, pain, and decisions. Decisions that will either make me lose one or the other. My heart is torn in two right now, and each heart has thorns of regrets and guilt stabbing into each piece, ensaring it, and making it hard to breathe. Why does it have to be this way? Why cant it be easier.....
To the ones I love,
My heart is torn between two.
To the ones I love,
Your just squeezing my last breath.
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