My heart sank lowly
Of the simple words uttered in the conversation
Maybe the future isn't far ahead
For it seems to be getting closer each second
The deepest level, my heart did sank
Head slowly feeling heavy
With it, the feeling of lightheadedness shown
And maybe then did the fury of evil open
My past has given me problems to fix today
Maybe tomorrow I'll wake up early
Maybe someday be it welcome you to my arms
Although I act as if I even care anymore
One wise, wise man once taught me to never trust men
For men are only there to aggravate and pain your presence
I have lost sense of trust and care for others, even myself
Someday shall the knowledge of my brain be passed onto future generations to help assemble
Oh wise, wise man, may your future be as bright as your sight
May it be blurry as a light on sight
Show my strength for my love is forever broken by you
And shall the future admirers of mine be warned of my attitude
Grow upon me oh dear sins
For my mistakes are there to build me as a person, not wreck me down like a ship
Shall my love prevail and hurry?
Or shall it be broken down and used by others?
Never once have I been in a car that felt like home
I wish that someday you'll be the home I'll forever only need
Ours shouldn't be made for the cause of money
Hence it shall be made for the effect of our immortal love
My blood, in which I sacrifice to love and care for you
My heart, in pieces in which I have chosen to give to you
My body in which I am willingly offering for you to love and to care for
And myself, wherein respect and obedience is given and received from.
Shall I be a minor character that shows a minor appearance in your story?
Or shall I be the female lead that steals your heart and runs off with you?
I'd rather be your supporting character where I can be there for you whenever you need me
Tears in my eyes I hope to see you someday
Darkness shows upon my eyes
Whilst brown glistens upon it when sunlight strikes
Yours a deep hazel green
Weakens me to the bone whenever I see it or even think about it
Shall we now rejoice to the fact that you're mine?
Or shall I wake up to the fact that you're not?