She grabs her bags and she walks through the door
an empty apartment with chipped painted doors
how many days will she waste time away
how many tears will she cry while she lays all alone
so empty inside, with no one to tell her shell be alright.
So she walks through the streets
and she glances at strangers who pay her no mind
are they as empty as inside as she is
remembering better days.
She looks at boxes of all that she owns
all that remains for her cold lifeless home
pictures of people who no longer care
she closes her eyes and pretends that shes there
back again
back by their side
but in pretend you cant always hide.
So she walks through the streets
and she glances at strangers who pay her no mind
are they as empty as inside as she is
remembering better days
and she feels so alone
like no one can save her
like nobody cares
no one can see her
cause nobodies there
to remember the better days.
And shes losing
shes breaking down
oh
shes falling
she cant back down
nobody cares, nobodys there
to pick up her pieces
they stand back and stare
oh
So she walks through the streets
and she glances at strangers who pay her no mind
are they as empty as inside as she is
remembering better days
and she feels so alone
like no one can save her
like nobody cares
no one can see her
cause nobodies there
to remember the better days.
To remember.
ok i hope this is indeed song lyrics coz other wise i think i might hate it
not that its not good, but its to choppy and jumping for poetry i would hope to see from you, now if its a song then it makes perfect sense, and would be good and ok
and needs a beat aside from billy jean by our dear sweet slightly creepy micheal
love ash
billy jean is not my lover
Much Love
Ashley