When all is said and done, there must always be one last thing left.
I've tried this and that and still my heart's hollow. I know what I need to do, that is to cry out my heart, but people keep telling me to be strong, be tough, don't whine, move on, don't be alone... well, you know what? To hell with it. I believe in cry as a form of strength so I cried. I cried and I cried and I had a waaay better sleep last night than what I had had the other nights.
So, my world, my choice.
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