Cynical
It is always the good part we want to claimCan't realize
That part is the waste we've been
We tried to be what's not within us
Fading like a dream
Chasing something that never last
We blame somebody on its worse
A reflected decay
It's just ourselves are its source
It is always the bad part we complained
We should realize
That part is the taste of our sins
Never satisfied on what we already have
Putting up the pieces
That chance to have it, is already enough
What you sought is already gone
'cuz everything you do
Is just everything i've done
Poetry by Liyo Dayao
Read 507 times
Written on 2012-11-25 at 21:08
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
Texts |
by Liyo DayaoLatest textsOut of the blueNigh see Joy A Smile for the Lies Impulse Hundred Suns |
Increase font
Decrease