I always know,
that eventually everyone will just forget me.
That I will just become,
another face within the crowd.
And even though I'll remember it all,
It'll hurt more than I could ever imagine.
One day, my heart will stop beating.
And then, finally, I will be at peace with myself.
I know that I'm not much,
but I try my hardest to impress you.
All I ever know,
is that to you, I am nothing.
And while I hang on for dear life,
I'll eventually have to let go.
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