Thoughts
Kategori: Texter
All these sleepless nights, still
The doctors wanna cure it sayin "take a pill"
But i can't escape, from my own mind
It's not cured by being emotionally blind
I need to battle this, but times are hard
This wounds still open, yet to turn scarred
I've won and lost all of my life and thats fine
And now i'm taking care of what is mine
Every step towards the future makes me scared
I'm afraid i'll say "this is all i fared"
I battle on, with this shit on my mind
Whilst i try to forget what used to define
That crazy guy, who never backed down
Though resided, there's an urge for the crown
"I have the power" i'd scream and gest
That it'd torment me like this i never woulda guessed