Tuesday, July 27, 2010

I know what you don't.

I got nothing left for me to say something.
I got everything here to say im nothing.
Maybe i am nothing, to you.
But i can create great things, if i wanted to.
I'll walk the whole stretch of the highway on my own.
I'll not worry you running back to me, cause you won't.
Sometimes it’s easier to say you don’t care,
instead of trying to explain every reason why you still do.
- credits: A friend