Empty, by Slightest Sound Subscribe to rss feed for Slightest Sound
Posted: 2013-04-10 16:00:05 UTC
My heart feels so empty,
but i can't fill it with love,
it doesn't let me.
How am i suppose to go on,
if i can't feel anything.
Exept in my head,
there's full of voices,
voices that are drivin me crazy.
How am i suppose to concentrate,
if this is all i've been hearing lately:

"You're never good enough,
you never will be,
you better drop off your dreams,
you'll never achieve anything.
And even if you success,
you'll fall eventually,
so what's the point in trying,
just drop out of everything."

You know now why this gets to me,
i've never felt so empty,
can't get rid of the thought,
it's eating me alive,
it's haunting me,
every time i try,
but i believe the sun will rise,
and scare the rain away,
so i'll be able to live much happier life,
won't listen to anyone who will say:

"You're never good enough,
you never will be,
you better drop off your dreams,
you'll never achieve anything.
And even if you success,
you'll fall eventually,
so what's the point in trying,
just drop out of everything."

Leah.


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