Welcome, guest. You are not logged in.
Log in or join for free!
Stay logged in
Forgot login details?

Stay logged in

For free!
Get started!

Text page

Centuries (26th September 2005)

It feels like centuries have gone by since the day I packed my bags and wanted to travel.

But I didn't get very far, not even half way down the street.

But that didn't stop you from laying down the guilt and the what if's, not considering me and my feelings.

You got what I ended up staying for,
a marriage to someone younger than me, something you promised you wouldn't do.

Did you ever consider, do you even now think how that affects me?

You haven't got a clue and you wouldn't really even give a sh1t either.

It feels like centuries have gone bu since I practically owned my own place.

But I was given a choice for keeping it and living in it,
my happiness,
my independence?

No way did I!

Another guilt trip,
What would of happened to me,
all alone on the other side of town????

What about them?
That's all that really mattered,
never me.
So easily emotionally broken,
because you's always come first
before my wants and my needs,
but never mind life goes on

Seems like centuries ago
since I thought how I would LOVE to be at peace
with your mum
she was never mine.
Next thing I knew
I had stepped onto a busy road and got hit by a truck,
but I lived with just a fractured thumb.

Must have been a reason for me to live through that?!?!
I don't know
Maybe I do have an angel looking out for me
But for sure I know
it ain't any of you.

It was only last year
i had a dream thats came true,
visiting the Holy cities mosques, was something promised and finally delievered.

Thats one down
and another thousand to go,
but sure it won't take centuries
for dreams to come true

This page:

Help/FAQ | Terms | Imprint
Home People Pictures Videos Sites Blogs Chat