I look infront of me, I see what should have happened. I look behind me, I see what has happened. I look beside me, I see what is happening.
Who knew, One mistake could distort the path of life. Who knew, One mistake would bring such pain. Who knew, One would wish to correct the mistake.
I do, I feel the agony of guilt. I do, I feel the green feeling consume I do, I feel the need to rewrite the past. I do, I do.
Your Missing Period · Thu Jun 28, 2007 @ 06:22pm · 0 Comments |