I must run

Life struck me too many times. Maybe in the future I could be a
Like the idea of becoming a musician. Stink as a guitar player. Trying to learn about everybody. Being different of everyone.

write it in bold

that you still know

you want me so hard

right now by your side

to stand for the truth

what you’ll never realise

Is what your heart ignores

the sound of my steps

are not fading away

it’s just that now for you i’m gone