Hate when things are over, when so much is left unsaid and undone.
Love is enough, just not enough to survive, whatever happen to it?
I feel like shit when it's, well...when its fucking game over I guess.
Lost all but hope, lost everything but faith, I even lost you,myself(again) and even some of them.
Some strangers kept me on "go". on this "just move forward" life. No time to pause
and think, rest, or even look.
"Just produce" should be the trademark for these days. Fuck everything, even your loved ones(sometimes). Sell yourself, your beliefs, sell out.
It's a vicious circle, and your are fucking next.