Holding On
Lie on a bed
And remember their faces
Bring a chill to the heart
As you remember those places
Silent I lie
In my crying shroud
Because happiness is rare
And never allowed
Why do I seek
Those bad bitter memories
The ones that bit
And fill me with envies
To fill me with hate
I seek thus
To remember I'm better
And never made fuss
But hold I do
To this past hate
One I don't need
And find so late
And remember their faces
Bring a chill to the heart
As you remember those places
Silent I lie
In my crying shroud
Because happiness is rare
And never allowed
Why do I seek
Those bad bitter memories
The ones that bit
And fill me with envies
To fill me with hate
I seek thus
To remember I'm better
And never made fuss
But hold I do
To this past hate
One I don't need
And find so late