Beautiful Disater
Sometimes we do things there's no excuses for
Though we understand
to explain it we can't.
Think about it & it makes me laugh
how many times I make myself look like an ass.
My heart's too big,
my mind's too big.
Never smoked cigaretts now it's cig after cig,
rig after rig.
Already feels like I got some kind of cancer
so at the end of the day it doesn't even matter!
I try,
shatter after shatter. Tell me how I'm supposed to be after?
Between the cry & the laughter,
crazy seems saner.
Beautiful disaster
Heart ache & disappointments; I'm a master.
Thoughts like "Why am I here?" Answers I need to hear.
Always find strength within myself to get through,
pick myself up & do what I gotta do.
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