soon

When will my feeble mind stop dreaming for the impossible.
When will I learn to stop wanting what I can never have.
When will I see the light that's been blown out.
When will my desires burn to ash.
When will everything be ok.
When will you love me for who I am.
When will I stop coming around anymore.
When will the dry of my eyes exist no longer.
When will I stop allowing myself to feel and bury my heart.