Its taken me four months to write this but its finally come to me.. not the best but its a work in progress...
Let it Roll
A hundred thousand pieces
scattered cross the floor
broken bits that once were hole.
Its hard to find the beauty in this broken mess
and harder to find the confront tonight
Feeling all alone broken and torn
you left me hanging and all through a text
I guess its so, people always leave
just never though it'd be you
How am I suppose to carry on--
when you were the one to keep me going
Life's a funny little thing don't cha think?
It gives and takes as it pleases
never once askin' you how you feel about that.
Guess you gotta take the good with the bad
and roll right along with every punch
don't let 'em see the pain in your eyes
fight hard and give it your best
remember we're gonna fake it til we make
and that's how we do it...
we let it roll right off our back.
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