15 de enero de 2012

Little bit lost and
A Little bit lonely
Little bit cold here
A little bit of fear
But I hold on, and I
Fell strong, and I
Know that I can
Getting used to it
Lit the fuse to it
Like to know who I am
Been talking to myself forever,
And how I wish I knew me better,
Still sitting on a shelf and never
Never seen the sun shine brighter
And it feels like me
On a good day