Break through
why does it hurt so much
After all I did
why do I have to pretend so much
To make things work
To whom I did,never realise a bit
A broken heart end's up mending another
what shall I do I kept on asking
For whom will mend my broken heart
I chose to go on a journey to nowhere
All by my self with no solution
Thinking of finding a new resolution
And letting all broken heal
And set up thee into a nice solution
© posh writes
After all I did
why do I have to pretend so much
To make things work
To whom I did,never realise a bit
A broken heart end's up mending another
what shall I do I kept on asking
For whom will mend my broken heart
I chose to go on a journey to nowhere
All by my self with no solution
Thinking of finding a new resolution
And letting all broken heal
And set up thee into a nice solution
© posh writes