I Know

I know, I'm a wreck.

I've gone and let my heart get split in two again...

I was fighting, with open arms.

Oh, my head, it was torn to pieces...

Yes, I have no choice, but I was caught between acceptance.

My emotions made me wreckless...

Because here I am, fighting tears of joy.

While saddness fights to win an uphill batle...

And maybe, it will be better when I'm gone, because hello is killing me to say.

To never say again...

Hello, it just means feeling all this pain another day, it goes on and on withought end.

I'm sorry for tommorow, it was changed by yesterday.

But, I don't regret my past.

Oh, the memories how they linger, and that's the worst of things...

Somehow I regret my futer, I know I'll make mistakes.

Or, that's just what you want me to believe.

But maybe that's just what I think...