it only takes a moment, and youll never be the same.
i see through your glass walls. i could break them to touch you. i might hurt you again. the walls to follow would no longer be glass. i on the outside, missing the view.
it would seem that life is better enjoyed like a good wine.
where do you go when your alone and crave company? when your dreams seem un-attainable? when your faith seems dried up and gone? and waves of self doubt strangle your breath, and blur your vision? when you feel weak and pathetic?
i crawl back inside my whore called distraction... i pretend i feel better... she pretends shes done well.