LIFE GOES ON
words are like knives,
the come from all different directions,
confusion is like salt on those bloody wounds,
tearing me apart inside,
not knowing what to do next
not knowing what i want is stopping me from progressing
,from moving on ,
from being all that i can be,
life goes on but i stay behind
not knowing what the future holds
too many surprises
to many words
too many suggestions
to many times of heart break and loss of interest
confusion fills my head
never understanding
but life goes on
and i stay behind
wishing that i could decide
wishing i had something to look forward to
wishing i had you
the come from all different directions,
confusion is like salt on those bloody wounds,
tearing me apart inside,
not knowing what to do next
not knowing what i want is stopping me from progressing
,from moving on ,
from being all that i can be,
life goes on but i stay behind
not knowing what the future holds
too many surprises
to many words
too many suggestions
to many times of heart break and loss of interest
confusion fills my head
never understanding
but life goes on
and i stay behind
wishing that i could decide
wishing i had something to look forward to
wishing i had you
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