March 15th, 2011

The same place I ignore
For lack of the allure
The knocking on my door
I’ve never felt like that before
The emptiness inside
The only place to hide
Myself where I confide
To know I’d only lied
The pounding in my head
To know what I had said
To trust in what I read
I did to get ahead
Myself and what I lack
Inside of my attack
I’m never coming back
I am my own drawback