← Tillbaka till Improveme Bloggarkiv

Can’t see the sun just want to hide

The things inside plays your mind


I can’t change a thing, I said everything

 you need a different kind of therapy


The truth will only make you sad


Next time I hope for a normal life
Next life I hope I’ll do something right
Next time I’ll look for something that feels right
I just want to start all over again

No drinks they only make me cry