so just disappear already...everybodys watching...
she cant handle this
this feeling she was told so much about.
this fabled feeling
the one she "never could have felt".
so many times
shes heard that she was far too young.
she cant help it if
shes finally in love.
as hard as she tries
to push back the anger and the tears
she cant seem to find
a way to compensate her fears.
and she'll hide
behind her big words, and big thoughts,
and big hopes
and plans
shes had for herself for all her life.
never giving second thought
to the ones shes holding back.
"its just so easy,"
she says to says to herself
"to sit back and watch their catastrophies,
instead of confronting my own."
shes far too gorgous to be beautiful,
all shes sees in the mirror is herself.
empty eyes, nervouse hands,
and a face the angels envy.
the sparkle in her eye
doesnt come from a precious moment,
it come from the satisfying thought,
shes told herself time and time again,
"im better, im better, im bitter, im tired"
sweet cherrub,
the eyes with which you veiw the world
are blurred with such salty tears.
thank god for cover up and happy smiles
or you'd have disappeared.
to you, my loves...i felt like writing, and i had an inspiration. "she" is an inspiration all the time.
life update: everythings pretty good, im basically happy, thats all that matters right now.
this feeling she was told so much about.
this fabled feeling
the one she "never could have felt".
so many times
shes heard that she was far too young.
she cant help it if
shes finally in love.
as hard as she tries
to push back the anger and the tears
she cant seem to find
a way to compensate her fears.
and she'll hide
behind her big words, and big thoughts,
and big hopes
and plans
shes had for herself for all her life.
never giving second thought
to the ones shes holding back.
"its just so easy,"
she says to says to herself
"to sit back and watch their catastrophies,
instead of confronting my own."
shes far too gorgous to be beautiful,
all shes sees in the mirror is herself.
empty eyes, nervouse hands,
and a face the angels envy.
the sparkle in her eye
doesnt come from a precious moment,
it come from the satisfying thought,
shes told herself time and time again,
"im better, im better, im bitter, im tired"
sweet cherrub,
the eyes with which you veiw the world
are blurred with such salty tears.
thank god for cover up and happy smiles
or you'd have disappeared.
to you, my loves...i felt like writing, and i had an inspiration. "she" is an inspiration all the time.
life update: everythings pretty good, im basically happy, thats all that matters right now.