Would can I do?
What can I say?
Would it even matter?
Or is this a disaster
that has to come?
No, I don't believe in fate
but there are still things
that I can't change
There's no running away
It can't be undone
Is it even worth it?
Do I even care?
So what if it last?
As long as I was here
So even if I'm left with nothing but misery
I still got them memories
To help me through
So, There is nothing I can do
but there is something
I can hold on to
- Author: William Long (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 27th, 2018 04:16
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 9
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