sexta-feira, 4 de junho de 2010

Sometimes,


   I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear.

And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear
take the wheel and steer.
It's driven me before,
and it seems to have a vague,
haunting mass appeal.
But lately I'm beginning to find that I

should be the one behind the wheel.

We all have a weakness


But some of ours are easier to identify. Look me in the eye And ask for forgiveness; We'll make a pact to never speak that word again. Yes, you are my friend.