اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
the sky comes crashing down
over my heart racing through distress
this perfect enemy, my open wounds
an undesired end
through what was meant to be
a struggle so deep inside
learning to respect this pain
watch this struggle
through these pale reflections
I still hold on
a turn around and nod
waking these once shut eyes
a falling fragile threat on myself
as this world will pass me by
