I Tell Myself...
You tell yourself that you can be better next time,
You tell yourself you wouldn’t cry again when you’re hurting,
You tell yourself you could be this person when this perfect time arrives.
You tell yourself again, that if only you can take other’s pain,
You tell yourself again, that if only you won’t listen to what others think,
You tell yourself again, that if only you won’t be blinded with what you want to see.
Everything is such as simple as letters combined into words,
Everything is such as simple as the time that passes in few minutes,
But as seconds, hours and days passes,
These little opportunities just vanish like a wind of shattered hopes.
Believing
Hurting
Game
Busy
Hopes
Cried
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