Thursday, November 24, 2005
Shaking My Feet(Done by aPenster)Im here sitting by the swing,Shaking my feet as I begin to think,Looking at the grey sky without birds,Thinking about what I have learnt,It may be funny how I ran away,From people whom I called friends,I guess this is how things end,Without having much to say,Now Im here shaking my feet,Cheating death by locking the window's grill,I feel so alive,even though the rain,Is falling down on me,falling down on me,Cigarrettes may help but it kills,Delaying my time unless I found somebody new,Im shaking my feet as Im looking at the computer screen,The words you have to say liked someone i knew,Sooner,you will start to ignore the message I said,As you started to move far away,And you will see me shaking my feet,With a smile on my face and a fag on my lips....
2:40 AM