if you could listen
my hand hurting
i was empty
years back
giving a lot
with no regret
chasing
trying
sweating
for nothing but
your accept
could be numbers or nice word
that break my sheild and my heart
i couldn't see what i have
and why they like
what i don't like
nothing...
i was empty
years back
giving a lot
with no regret
chasing
trying
sweating
for nothing but
your accept
could be numbers or nice word
that break my sheild and my heart
i couldn't see what i have
and why they like
what i don't like
nothing...