Dear Hunter, The
Mandala (Indigo)
I lost my place in the worldIt left me behindNow my soul is undoneAnd my mind is free to roam aroundThoughts drip down to wordsOn a page I'll scrawl in a foreign tongueCircles tending towards the centerLead you back to noneYou can cryYou can begYou can pleadYou can prayYou may doubt it apatheticBut you never have controlYou saw what you wantedBut the rest was terriblePull back the curtainAnd reveal a guilty soulThe veil can be liftedAnd the well will overflowYou've been here beforeYou've seen it allBut your conscience won't recallAnd your eyes are barely wide enoughTo recognize what your heart keeps giving upAnd someday it might winIf your mind's giving inJust try and love yourselfOr do your best 'til then
From Letras Mania