rewind to the beggining of time.
by Desiree Whitamore
rewind to the past.
rewind to the feelings we've shared
rewind to the feelings of last
and we live, yet we learn
that we cannot succeed
if we don't we might end up like me.
and i see the whole world judging from their eyes
the beauty of a mask, to hold the disguise.
sometimes we write and its just jibberish
somtimes we laugh,
when just we cherish your kiss