I see nothing else behind me
I see nothing else but sorrow
There are things that are meant to be
But they are always tomorrow
I want it now
Don’t want it then
Life may kiss me somehow
But the question is when?
I sleep at noon
I lost my spoon
I can’t feed myself with all these walls
I can’t lie, i can’t hate
I can’t realize that i missed all those calls
Need some sleep
I need to weep
i see myself shattered in pieces
I need to sweep
Myself
I don’t know why
I don’t want to cry
I’m too sick to try
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I try to jump across, but i’m not too tall
And at the end i hurt myself, i hit the wall
It just hurts
Roy
The Little Thing 