Thursday, July 10, 2008

you couldn't paint a better picture
to show me how you feel
by the look on your face
I can tell exactly what you are thinking
wanting to help me
wishing to be near me
but you should stay away from here
you don't know what your getting into
so I act the fool, yet you continue
you should get out
get away while you still can
your too good for this
actually, you shouldn't even be near me

Sunday, June 22, 2008

I've let myself go
I'm losing control
but nobody knows
and that's what I chose
I'm inside out
I'm all about
Don't have a mind
I'm so confined
I've already lost it
with one small thread of hope
just imagining what it could of been like
but knowing it's too late

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Never any privacy, but I'm really all alone.
Going through the same routines, I pray for something new.
No one I want notices me, and the ones I don't always do.
Someday I know things will change, maybe even change my point of view.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Awake again, for there is no sleep
Some people think it's more time for me
But the things I need, don't necessarily get done
the burden of trying to sleep, is burden enough for some
I'd rather be sleeping and not just act like a puppet that's stuffed
the thing that troubles me most, is the Insomnia doubles enough?
I cannot even touch it... Why is it too far to reach?
But that's the way it is for for me, if you want to decipher
things do not differ
I continue to try
But only, to suffer...

Friday, May 23, 2008

if you could stay away
but be there as well
i wouldn't tell anyone
i might let you stay
if only the promises were kept
turning I may accept
getting away from this
as i want to so much
i let it go a little
therefore you can't really want me
you don't actually need me
i'm only a crutch

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

I'm so pathetic
I guess I'm destine to lose
I really can't wait till my next upset
It's depressing how I falter
Again, things don't go my way
They could easily crumble and blow away

So I'm glad to meet you
Your fresh and your new to me
Opinions and views, are a good sign in my mind

But I'm striking out again
In this life, I cannot win sometimes
kicked around and beaten down
That's the way it will always be

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

I could tell it was too late
In the past I might have been able to do something
But for her it was gone, another thing gone to waste
Another soul corrupted by me
I could see it in her eyes and I could feel it in my heart
She was so wrapped up in nothing
She'd forgotten what it was like sometimes
To actually believe in something, or what we call Life should probably deserve something
Who she used to be, fell apart right in front of their eyes.
As her reasoning went, and possibly never to come back again
I miss that person
I miss her so much
I feel like I've died
Isn't it enough