Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Hole in my Shoe..

Waking up in the morning as
I set foot on the road,
which way to head, the road
less taken was one I chose,
yeah it did make a difference

Here I am, lost in the woods
nowhere to go, no one to talk

Since the day I was born
I knew what to ask for
I chose what was wanted
never got to know that life
is not always my choice

They say its a wound and it ll heal
say it hurts, just hang on.
How can I show them, the vacuum?
The face in my heart, the smile
in my eyes, the voice in my ears

Well, Here I am, lost in the woods
nowhere to go, no one to talk

Since the day I walked
I knew where to go
I chose where to go
never got to know that life
is not always my choice

Thought I was to be a free spirit
roaming and wandering, no cares
laughing and playing, no bonds
now I see am not, deep inside
I miss you, wish to see you

Here I am, lost in the woods
nowhere to go, no one to talk

I have walked long enough,
the holes in my shoes are
not bigger, like in my heart
gona wait here, and hope
that you’ll be here to heal

yeah, this is where am gona be.
dont wanna go, gona wait here.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

nice work dude!!

18 February, 2009 00:21  
Blogger Good For Nothing said...

Anonymous.. !!! :) :) Looks like we have a secret admirer here..

09 March, 2009 10:54  

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