Maybe we never wanted to give up or hold onto Life, maybe this is a play and we have taken it personal..
Maybe we never wanted to give up or hold onto Life, maybe this is a play and we have taken it personal.. I can't imagine a life where as children we have to commit as adults, because only liars swear, children always say what they are. Perhaps we never meant to embark on an insulting, uncertain, problematic, distracting life.. maybe we always wanted bad and we should have loved better. We let go of what's important as the best love of our lives for cowardice, and we're only left with the cold mouth of an old laughter as when we were truly happy and we never knew it... MAYBE ALL WE WANT TODAY IS TO GO HOME BECAUSE REMEMBERING IS ANOTHER WAY OF COMING BACK, BUT COMING BACK IS NOT ENOUGH ONLY TO START OVER... MAYBE ALL WE WANTED WAS GO HOME, WE PAINT THE BEAUTIFUL BELIEVE IT BEAUTIFUL, WE SETTLE WITH LITTLE BY BELIEVING MUCH, WE LOST WHAT IS ESSENTIAL AND LEFT WITH EVERYONE'S.. YES MAYBE ALL WE DID IT WAS AN ENDLESS MANEUER TO GET HOME, BECAUSE ONLY THERE EVERYTHING TRYIN...