imagine this...
a sharp, swift bolt of thunder strikes
so close that it stuns you for a moment
without warning, it starts to pour
the rain pours down so heavily
so fast you have nowhere to hide
nowhere to run for cover
but just as quickly as it came,
it suddenly stops
and you're left there. drenched.
now, how about this...
a sharp, swift bolt of envy strikes
so close that it stuns you for a moment
without warning, it starts to pour
the tears pour down so heavily
so fast you have nowhere to hide
nowhere to run for cover
but just as quickly as it came,
it suddenly stops
and you're left there. drenched.
shocked at your own reaction.
its too late to take cover. its no use anyway.
after so long, i never thought i would feel like anymore.
not over this. not over this at all.
i shocked myself last night.
its not fair.