Revealing myself through words cause they can easily be erased.
But in my heart the scars forever stay.....Mistakes, regrets,
plays like a mad sad song....like a broken record being recorded in my mind,
reciting the past as if it was a treasure...a pleasure to my bones..
and letting it go would mean I'm left all alone...
I reach for the sky and hail begin to fall.....and once again I become lost.
Darkness, a weakness I can't seem to rid
I'm vulnerable for love, but it choose not to see
the little girl/woman that's lost inside of me...begging for attention
Searching for that common denominator, trying to break it down so it
can hold me...but its like I'm unequally yoked
exposing the hidden software of my heart, it harder than I thought
how deep should I go....should I release the anger from my soul?
I never liked the spotlight......