I ponder of something great My lungs will fill and then deflate They fill with fire Exhale desire I know it's dire My time today I have these thoughts So often I ought To replace that slot With what I once bought 'Cause somebody stole My car radio And now I just sit in silence Sometimes quiet is violent I find it hard to hide it My pride is no longer inside It's on my sleeve My skin will scream Reminding me of Who I killed inside my dream I hate this car that I'm driving There's no hiding for me I'm forced to deal with what I feel There is no distraction to mask what is real I could pull the steering wheel I have these thoughts So often I ought To replace that slot With what I once bought 'Cause somebody stole My car radio And now I just sit in silence I ponder of something terrifying 'Cause this time there's no sound to hide behind I find over the course of our human exis
Hai! Honestly, I don't know what to write for the description! Its the hardest part, even captions are. Well...hmm...I like writing, it sets my mind free, I can express my feeling and clips of my dreams and imaginations.