My mind is blank, out of the page,
No more words to say,
Wrinkles screaming out my age.
The path I take is the wrong way,
Like the left side of the road,
I can hear the roaring sound of busy cars.
See my heart full of load,
I can't count how many scars,
Written all over my body.
As people come by and go,
Left my heart blasted with blood,
Especially the one I love it's you.
I never complain but it's okay,
Can't please them to stay,...