I wind down as I walk through the door,
Searching for the familiar smell that you wore,
I'm lost now, Wondering could this be the place,
Saddened when I feel I can't remember your face,
I lost the sound of your voice
But, it seems it was the only choice,
How could I yearn for what I wanted to let go,
I should keep this inside but, I have to let you know,
Deep within my skin I trace the routes of misconception,
Wondering what keeps me longing, what is the connection.
Burried in my person is the story,
That shows you no glory,
Once again, I force myself to look outside,
Look outside of myself before I loose my mind,
I try so hard and I feel like I'm floating,
Lost, So lost and you there, never knowing,
I think I can remember you now,
And so the truth is let out,
I can now recall what I was worried I'd forget,
Slowly the hurt set aside, the anger so perfect..
I taste the regrett slowly and I see what I chose to neglect,
Descending in a pit of yesterday and glad tomorrow isn't dead.
So I struggle to remain sane, carefully removing the memory,
Gently coming back to reality, ridding myself of your remains,
I stare deeply into the mirror now looking for a bit of me,
After a while I see my self there,i'm here, where i'm supposed to be.
Searching for the familiar smell that you wore,
I'm lost now, Wondering could this be the place,
Saddened when I feel I can't remember your face,
I lost the sound of your voice
But, it seems it was the only choice,
How could I yearn for what I wanted to let go,
I should keep this inside but, I have to let you know,
Deep within my skin I trace the routes of misconception,
Wondering what keeps me longing, what is the connection.
Burried in my person is the story,
That shows you no glory,
Once again, I force myself to look outside,
Look outside of myself before I loose my mind,
I try so hard and I feel like I'm floating,
Lost, So lost and you there, never knowing,
I think I can remember you now,
And so the truth is let out,
I can now recall what I was worried I'd forget,
Slowly the hurt set aside, the anger so perfect..
I taste the regrett slowly and I see what I chose to neglect,
Descending in a pit of yesterday and glad tomorrow isn't dead.
So I struggle to remain sane, carefully removing the memory,
Gently coming back to reality, ridding myself of your remains,
I stare deeply into the mirror now looking for a bit of me,
After a while I see my self there,i'm here, where i'm supposed to be.
