måndag, december 10

Am I your expectations?


I'm sorry for trying my best.
I'm sorry for giving my all.
I'm sorry that I've longed for some peace and harmony.
I'm sorry that I don't fulfill your expectations.

It doesn't matter what I do. I'll never be good enough in your eyes.
You'll always find something to blame me for.
I'll always be the one
e suffering.
Always be the one trying to fit into your world.
But I don't belong here.
I was made for something else, I was ment to be somewhere else.
Just want to find my way home...

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tack :)