Tomorrow
I’m scared that I’ll hold a grudge. That I’ll learn to hate. That the memories will torment me. That my heart turns cold. That I won’t forgive. That I won’t forget you.
I’m scared of the person I might become.
I’m scared that I’ll hold a grudge. That I’ll learn to hate. That the memories will torment me. That my heart turns cold. That I won’t forgive. That I won’t forget you.
I’m scared of the person I might become.
