Take me anywhere, or leave me here to rot. Something died last year in that house, and I can't seem to resurrect it. Hopes and dreams disintegrated back there. Being reborn from my ashes sounds like too much work.
Take me along, or not, just leave me here to rot. Something in me died last year, whatever it was, I've already forgot. Now I'm spent, who knew how little I had to give, and what it ended up costing, attempting to burn the past like stacks of cash but rebirthing myself from my ashes just sounds exhausting.
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