I still remember those days when I was happy,
I can count it on my fingers, it's not that many.
I always told myself that "It's Okay,
But when I turned around it's no way.
I'm broken before but more broken now,
Can I repair myself? Please tell me how
Every day of my life there's no reasons to smile,
Every hour of it I wanted to cry.
Put back the part you stole from me
You're not that gentle, honestly
You took it and drop it down,
Now I'm broken down the ground
When I wake up tomorrow
I hope there is no sorrow
When I wake up tomorrow
I will fix myself and go.
- Author: Gelyn Guinto Rodriguez (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 2nd, 2017 01:39
- Category: Love
- Views: 29
Comments1
Very relateable and well written.
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