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I'm picking up the pieces of never existing kingdom,
I'm realizing,
it was fake,
everything was fake,
never existing,
I'm reading the book of my own fairytales,
searching for the happy ending,
where the hell is my happy ending,
there is no end,
only ...,
where is my ending,
if it fade away,
then why is everything still here,
under my bed,
there's a million of broken pieces
that will never be thrown away,
but also never fixed
(now I don't want them to be fixed),
I'm just looking at them lying in the dust,
and I'll leave them there
and turn away again my head,
I am fine,
I just don't like their screams at night
that are taking me to an old nightmare,
nightmare of a broken fairytale...
I've should have never written those words
that are now taking me back
to the never existing kingdom...
"We've tried so hard to understand,
but we can't...
We held the world out in our hands,
and then you ran away...
Cos all we know is falling in false...
Remember,
cos I know that we won't forget
at all..."
Post je objavljen 14.04.2007. u 18:33 sati.