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I used to want no surprises
I'm the one who now chases
Yet, all I go through is mazes
Waiting to get rid of these laces

Life has become a set of games
Full of people with no names
Those are always empty spaces
That I wish for them to become faces

As a pole at sea I blink
Waiting for someone who wants to be my link
Dreaming for things not to stink
Wanting for things to be of mink

I have to get my act together
If not I'll be like this forever
I have to change now or never
Cuz I don't want things to mean just whatever

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