Sometimes, after a while, I cry.
Sometimes, when I've been running from here to Hawaii, I sit still, and cry.
I can't help it, I onlly burst into tears.
It's happened for years and years.
Most of the times I can't tell you why, I just cry.
A mix of sadness and anger coming from within takes control and I need to cry it all.
When I finish, I feel better, like I needed to do that.
When I'm done, I feel free, like that weighed to much for me.
(R)
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