or so far remembering my dream.
last night i was being called the most awful things.
i was being abused, hit and spit on,
isn't it crazy to feel the victim at times?
sometimes i feel like i'll never get out of my dream.
right now feeling like i owe apologies to people in my life...
my life is too short to feel sorry for mistakes
the people that were once in my life are now gone...
here goes,
friend
I'm sorry if i ever said something bad about you.
I'm sorry if i ever said anything to make you feel bad.
I'm sorry if i was a bad person.
I'm sorry if i was stupid towards you.
I'm sorry if i wasn't with you on something.
I'm sorry if i wasn't there with you.
I'm sorry if i wasn't good of a friend.
I'm sorry if i don't have the things you do.
I'm sorry if i can't afford to go out.
I'm sorry if i ever rubbed something on your face.
I'm sorry if i ever made you feel like you wanted to kill me.
But most of all I'm sorry that i'm feeling sorry you don't talk or come to me anymore.
nothing i can do, but accept the harsh true.
school, work and other people replaced me...
how i still remember you my dear friend.
no sign from you.
don't plan to talk because i never let go.
whatever caused me happiness, it's not gone
new things await.
To my future,
I can't always feel sorry for not being perfect.
I am beautiful, believe it.
I can tell you how much you mean to the world,
to me, everyone else.
When the sun goes down, the city brightens the night,
and nothing is ever dark again, except
for the fact that i care that no one else cares for this world.
for the fact that i am the girl with a soft heart
that one that will kiss your lips with the full meaning...
the one that will run miles just to see a smile
to share a hug a meal a word.
i want to kiss you again, even if it's in dreams.
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