Untitled.

My Minds Racing

Hearts Pacing

Where's the finish line?

Can't stall much longer

We can't buy more time

If I set you free.... please don't come back to me

I've been where you are

like a caged bird that sings

Controlled by what seems, to be invisiable strings

Its your time to shine

but when will it be mine??

For the second class, second rate

A trashy hand

is what's dealt by fate

No other choice

than letting you go

If this means you'll hate me

This regret will not show

Fuled from good intentions

From what I know, I will put you through

I'm lost in transition,

but this is happily excepted to

Self-destruction is my middle name

If I have an ouce of good left

I use it, so you never feel this pain

With only my secrets kept in tack

Conviction is what I dearly lack

When, Do you think things could have been different?

Is what you want to ask

Your making this much harder to leave you in the past