Black

I feel black tonight,
as a cloud in the sky
wishing to rain,
don´t ask me why
I just don´t feel right.

Black holes
were digged in my soul,
and I let them be digged
as I lost my strenght
to be...

I wish the night to go
Find the day light,
just to feel right
with myself,
with everyone.

I´ve got in myswlf a sense of behing
part of something that doesn´t belong to me anymore,
am I true?
Isn´t me only a part of an open book?

The one you don´t want me in,
The one you won´t let me out,
The one you want to yourself,
The one you got me in.

Este foi escrito por mim, espero que gostem... :)