Tuneless Lament
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Sitting here at my desk,
writing this song in my dim, lonely room
In front of me, I see myself
When I was young
through the glass of a picture frame
Then my eyes shift to the mirror
Which tells me I’ll get better soon
Coz
I’m not alright
Though it may seem I’m all fixed
I’m just glued porcelain
You’ll see the cracks clearly from the inside
I am Jack’s misunderstood heart
But this isn’t a love song
it’s not meant to be
Who can understand me?
Soothe me
When everything in this world seems meaningless,
you suddenly become real
I need love
-> Not criticism
I need love
-> Not discouragement
I need love
-> Not another set of rules
I am the prodigal son
I am the lost coin
I am the hypocrite
I am the lost soul
So Save me
And when I cry to bleed my tears away
It saddens me to think
That everyone’s posessed to some degree
And the only way to be ultimately free
is for this prison to die
Will you judge me now
As you see me like this
Written July 18, 2009 9:00pm
nice dadi. . i l0ve it!.
Haha thanks princess!
You just made my day
Hey, a song writer, very expressive!
Haha Yeah
Thanks Larry!
Yeah. Wrote it down during one of the most emotional moments of my life.
I’m going to work on new songs for the people who’s birthdays are up and coming. It’s kind of a hobby of mine.
how bout making a song for my sister?joke sean mahassle kpa
Pwede… Pero I know so little about her eh T_T
haha! You can give me a list of habits and descriptions about her and I’ll start from that =D
I will repost all my works here by the way. =)