Thursday, May 24, 200712:04 AM
what you thought of me
while i've cleaned this slate
with the hands of uncertainty.
what i've done?
i'll erase myself.
sometimes beginnings aren't so simple,
sometimes solutions aren't so simple,
sometimes goodbye's the only way.
the shadow of the day will embrace the world in grey,
and the sun will set for you.
there's truth in your lies,
and doubt in your faith,
all i've got's what you didn't take.
forgetting all the hurt inside you learned to hide so well,
pretending someone else can come and save me from myself,
i cant be who you are.
leave out all the rest.