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Look at your face
It's like my life is a waste of space and my time
And it wouldn't be better if you were mine
A torn out page and a photograph
Was that the last time that we laughed
And they were singing, that I should have put a ring on it
But I was too busy falling down, falling apart
And I guess I never learned a thing from it
Was it meant to be this way from the start
I just want to feel alive
I want to go outside and look up at the sun
And wonder what it is im supposed to be
God, I just want to be free
I've spent years getting here
I wonder if it was worth it
I lost my will I lost my way
I don't know what I'm doing in this place
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose
Sometimes it's all the time
It doesn't matter what you choose
Sometimes you just have to decide
I just want to feel alive
I want to go outside and look up at the sun
And wonder what I'm supposed to be
God, I just want to be free
And it wouldn't be better if you were mine
A torn out page and a photograph
Was that the last time that we laughed
And they were singing, that I should have put a ring on it
But I was too busy falling down, falling apart
And I guess I never learned a thing from it
Was it meant to be this way from the start
I just want to feel alive
I want to go outside and look up at the sun
And wonder what it is im supposed to be
God, I just want to be free
I've spent years getting here
I wonder if it was worth it
I lost my will I lost my way
I don't know what I'm doing in this place
Sometimes you win sometimes you lose
Sometimes it's all the time
It doesn't matter what you choose
Sometimes you just have to decide
I just want to feel alive
I want to go outside and look up at the sun
And wonder what I'm supposed to be
God, I just want to be free
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