Post by emma on May 11, 2010 6:38:08 GMT -5
Little did I know
On that cold
Lonely
Night
That the wind would
Softly blow
All of my dreams
Out of
Sight
How can something
Seem so certain
Seem so sure
But then end up breaking
Splitting, cracking
Or splattering on
The floor?
Nothing is so certain
After all
Dreams that seem
So close in reach
Or too good to be
True
Are the most
Likely to
Fall through
the ground to
the core
Of this earth
And it’s been like this
Since birth
Since my sorry existence
How can one
Deserve
All of these
Shattered
Broken
Dreams
They are never
As close
As
They seem…
On that cold
Lonely
Night
That the wind would
Softly blow
All of my dreams
Out of
Sight
How can something
Seem so certain
Seem so sure
But then end up breaking
Splitting, cracking
Or splattering on
The floor?
Nothing is so certain
After all
Dreams that seem
So close in reach
Or too good to be
True
Are the most
Likely to
Fall through
the ground to
the core
Of this earth
And it’s been like this
Since birth
Since my sorry existence
How can one
Deserve
All of these
Shattered
Broken
Dreams
They are never
As close
As
They seem…