Post by Philly Morgana on Sept 3, 2005 5:38:05 GMT -5
Staring out the window
Happines Is What i see
I Dread to think of the vision
some one would get
looking back at me
I rarely live in my life
but i live in my mind
were everything is possible
pain is rarely there
i board up my window
its not the life i lead
allthought mine may not be perfect
it works for me
once again i sit alone
Drifting on thoughts
So once again inside my mind
i near another day
I don't need that vision
i am happy in my self
how many can trueley say this
becuase the on the otherside of that window...
people look through and see happines
Nothing but a farse.
Happines Is What i see
I Dread to think of the vision
some one would get
looking back at me
I rarely live in my life
but i live in my mind
were everything is possible
pain is rarely there
i board up my window
its not the life i lead
allthought mine may not be perfect
it works for me
once again i sit alone
Drifting on thoughts
So once again inside my mind
i near another day
I don't need that vision
i am happy in my self
how many can trueley say this
becuase the on the otherside of that window...
people look through and see happines
Nothing but a farse.
