The Day I Leave :: 2005-04-26
The Day I Leave
Sick and tired
Of watching you
As you drag me down
I wish you heard
My face
Turned to red
With the anger
I tried to hide
The opposition
Of hopes and wisdom
Dispite the warns
I still bite
The dust you left behind
I wish I was strong
I'd turn my back and run
Until you couldn't hear
The hatred
I built against you
But I'll still lie
Because I'm scared
And without a warning
The day I leave
I'll stab you back
Dispite the ease
In control
Your destiny
You chose to die
Expectedly
I wish I was strong
... ya des fois dans la vie ou je suis fâché :-P