The Forgotten

Watch you leave when I’m about to give

Stay still while time goes by and I can’t kill

The emptiness keeps emerging in my lungs

Walking under the rain holding my breath for getting in the last train

In a cold Sunday, you say you’ll get away

I force myself doing everything to make you think

That you shouldn’t just leave me like this

We both, the mistakeable persons

But, you’re getting in your own way now

While I don’t think It’s not easy

I’m trying but the thing you do is leaving

I’m holding onto you, but you’re up to someone else

We’re up to nothing, I just realize it

I’m just a creep

I have to wake up and leave, being the old me who never wither

Me, the forgotten one who’s trying to live happier

alone ~