sábado, 15 de mayo de 2010


(A place where I don’t fit)

I’ve come this road thinking
that I would probably fit somehow,
but now that I find myself laughing
I can tell I’m not a part of your life.

This about being you and me,
had a half of true an half of lie,
and while I said I was with you…
you said things between were fine.

Now I wonder why I came to believe
I would be to you what you were for me,
it’s a shame I never came to be…
and just found another place where I don’t fit.

I’ll walk again from darkness to see…
if I can find a light or lantern to stay,
just a little place, somewhere to fit,
and leave behind the scar of being me.

-A place where I don’t fit-

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