Rogue

 

I thought you are real
But hate truth is just being a dream
Dream I wanted to live
That you actually shared with me

Showed me truth behind insanity
Showed me grief behind happiness
Strong point if circumstances

That history repeats in any chances

Is it a mistake how I feel?
For the cut she made hasn't healed
Giving you trust by any chance
Still it last just like a dance

With paper and pen of black tint
Still, words can't find a perfect fit
Can't breathe can't move even a single bit
On the edge of time being so steep

I'd wait til the end of our special song
Hope to find strength to even hold on
To pick the words from points so wrong
And put them back to where they belong