June 30, 2007

I can't seem ...


Crawling in my skin

These wounds, they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real ...

There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming, confusing
This lack of self control I fear is never ending
Controlling

I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(Without a sense of confidence I’m convinced that there’s just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
...

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

As far as, there are such beautiful souls
Good women and men
I am still hopeful for future of the world...
even if wounds do not heal, we would be able to ignor them.

Anonymous said...

neveshtehat booye deltangi midan...ba hameye penhaani boodaneshoon!!!!
khoob baash aziz,donyaa do rooz hm nist...!!!!

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