I see your hour glass
With time that's running out
Time is running out for me
With all the seconds passed
I'm still the same as I used to be
Caught in all my old routines
Pour your sand over me
I'll still be your reflection
Take your hand off your creation
I haven't changed at all
As you can see
Use your open eyes to convey me
And try to face the different light
With all that's left of your dishonesty
You've built your life on a lie
Pour your sand over me
I'll still be your reflection
Take your hand off your creation
You are the one who's been changing me
You have been blinded by the grains
While you've been busy counting time
And every wound that you've inflicted on me
Takes the same form in your mind
Pour your sand over me
I'll still be your reflection
Take your hand off your creation
I haven't changed at all
You've made me
Starting with nothing
You gave me all
From empty pockets
To a heavy heart
Starting with nothing
You made me fall
From empty eyes
I'm now sore
Compared to nothing,
Pain is more
Pour your sand over me
I'll still be your reflection
Take your hand off your creation
Look what you have made, of me
A doll of pure desperation
Stitching eyes to see
Pour your sand over me...
"Compared to nothing,
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wow.
Pretty much sums me up, dont you think? xD
ReplyDeletehaha xD well I don´t agree with that :D you´re SO MUCH more than nothing, even without the pain.
ReplyDeleteand you would be EVEN MORE if you finished your poem collection.. *wink wink*
Ahaha, don't stress me out, that never works. xD I've got a lot on my mind right now, I think I won't be able to sit down with it until Thursday or Friday.
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