I stare at my phone waiting
Hoping to receive the message I'm wanting
But as the numbers drop
No message popped
I kept on waiting, I never stopped.
Like a fast forwarded edition
Days passed in succession
Mondays, Tuesdays, weeks had passed
I guess we both are prideful
We just wait at that.
My love, I'll no longer chase after
I'll just let things unfold right before me
I've grown tired and weary
Acting like an idiot you made out of me.
It's been long since I had
Open my heart then fell apart
Since then I blinded my eyes
I deafen my ears
All I want is to protect myself
Shield myself from pain
Not go through that again
There are times that I'm asking myself if I'm really doing the right thing, if my decisions are really the most beneficial in my life, because I just feel so stranded and lost and so incomplete that I don't know what to do anymore. I look at myself in the mirror and ask 'is this what you really wanted?' I would usually answer yes, but there's this voice in my head saying 'no, this isn't.' and with this in mind I don't think I'll be able to exert my all when I feel so undecided....
