…somehow
I got caught up in between. Between my pride and my promise. The things I want
to say to you get lost before they come. The only thing that's worse than one
is none. And I cannot explain to you..
In
anything I say or do or plan. Fear is not afraid of you. Guilt's a language you
can understand. I cannot explain to you.
In anything I say or do. I hope the actions speak the words they can..
