Take your time,
Stand and rise again.
It's okay if they leave,
You better off without them.
You've come so far,
walked till your last breathe.
You fought so hard,
stood till your last bled.
And if you give up now,
Never will you know it out.
It's all about the time.
Some go sooner.
Some left soon.
It's all about the time.
Deep wounds that pain,
will heal up too.
And once you'd reach that place,
where you want to;
you will realise it was only you,
whom you were looking for all your life.
Yeah, that's right.
Don't assume it's all for free.
When the darkness grows,
even your shadow leaves.
Stood alone at some vulnerable shore,
Trying to be better than before.
And if you give up now,
Never will you know it out.
It's all about the time.
Some go sooner.
Some left soon.
It's all about the time.
Deep wounds that pain,
will heal up too.
And once you'd reach that place,
where you want to;
you will realise it was only you,
whom you were looking for all your life.
Yeah, that's right.
They break you into million pieces;
ripping off your skin;
wear your bones as a crown.
Making you to doubt your worth,
but you put yourself together each time.
And if you haven't tried a little harder,
using your strength not gone more farther.
And if you had gave up at that time,
Never would you know it out.
It's all about the time.
Some go sooner.
Some left soon.
It's all about the time.
Deep wounds that pain,
will heal up too.
And now that you'd reached the place,
where you want to;
you had realised it was only you,
whom you were looking for all your life.
Yeah, that's right.
It was only you; only you.
Yeah, only you.
It was you all the time.
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Stream Of Thoughts
PoetrySometimes my thoughts are violent, Sometimes they bring me to the light. Sometimes I sit in silence, Sometimes I'm running for my life. Just random thoughts that I write for motivating myself when I'm struggling from daily life problems and these ar...
