Sunday, August 30, 2009

If it were Me

I catch myself breathing again.
Could it be this way?
Was I so deathly close
to making the same mistake?
I keep playing it over and over
in my mind,
I realize, and I see,
If it were me...

Cause I think I know so much,
how much you must laugh.
Such a dangerous mistake
to take my own life back.
If it were me making hard desicions
if it were me crafting lifes sweet rythums
We'd be in ruins.
If it were me...

So many times I dive headfirst,
but you hold me back and show me the hearse
that would have been me,
cause I couldn't see.
So many days I feel that it'd be right
But you show the scars I'd get from the fight
What is inside of me is so sure of its own might.
I don't trust myself with my life.

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