Tuesday, October 11, 2005 @4:47 PM
i find myself alone again. staring out my window. wondering what it is i should've said.
i can only be myself. and im sorry if that's hell for you.
so what's my damage today. don't let me get in your way. let it out like you always do.
the trouble between me and you is nothing new.
save your breath cause here comes the truth.
im over the drama of you. and that's something new.
not a tear shed....well done, azura...but why?? did you already know?? did you see it coming? or are you simply done with this shit?? no more left to cry???
Shit. people carry it in their bagx, on their shoulders...some even throw it arnd to their friends. those who carry it on their shoulders...want attention. those who throw it arnd...are pure saddists...
Those who carry shit in their bags... everyday... you think it's fun...? the stench and taunting comes with it. but they know... one day.... it will just shrivel up and fall off.... yea there's gonna be the lil' scrapes left. but that's to remind them of what they've been through... and these are the people who are gonna get thru life jux fyne... cux shit keeps people grounded.... get what i mean...?
craving for the things i used to do...
the places i used to go...
the fun i used to had...
take me back to yester-year...