What Matters
How long have I felt this way
If it not for hope of a better day I'd be dead
And until that better day I'll be hollow
Empty from the love clishe
Have I not been deserving of such a desire
Or do I intend for a moment then leave
Either way it's a moment I'll adore
Subconscious fantasies throw smiles and laughter upon me
Confiding in myself I've dropped all I need
To get what I want, contagious
It spreads to them around to only supersede
Hardened threats with softened demeanors
Penultimate feelings seem to be
To those all around and within me
But they're still everything that matters in my world
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