maybe there's something wrong with me.
without logic, without reason
i was shaking, without knowing why
wanted to die
i'm tired of all these lies
living with these sighs
trying to see the world through your eyes...
too many days alone
with no one to hold
put an end to my isolation
from all the things that could have been
and are
and are to come.
completely understanable, personal. written with a "romanticism" feel. and that's the way to go! (mr behrens is very cool.)