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Sep 6, 2010

Insomnia

Maybe I acted like it was okay
Maybe I acted like I didn't mind
But it was like a needle popping my bubble


Maybe I just can't act selfish
Maybe I just have to give in
But how I wish I could be the one in control sometimes


Maybe it is time to let go
Maybe it is time to move on
But how I wish I could hold on to it a little longer


Maybe there is still hope
Maybe there is still a chance
But this thing called distance has to stop it all


Maybe it was never real
Maybe it was all just a dream
But how I wish those dreams would someday come true


Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
But all these things are just regrets and empty wishes

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