I want to be the minority

“La soledad puede sentirse aun rodeada de cariño, si no se tiene el Amado con A mayúscula.”

25 de abril de 2009

Behind These Hazel Eyes


Here I am, once again. I’m torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend. Just thought you were the one Broken up, deep inside. But you won't get to see the tears. I cry Behind these hazel eyes. I told you everything, opened up and let you in. You made me feel alright, for once in my life. Now all that’s left of me is what. I pretend to be. So together, but so broken up inside. Cause I can’t breathe, no I can’t sleep. I’m barely hanging on.♪♪

1 comentario:

Yas! dijo...

son todos los profes iguales u.u jaj
un besito :D