Mar 27, 2006 17:30
I see you looking
I hear what your thinking
Yes, yes, yes please.
I want you to accompany
Misery and me.
Will you leave it
will you leave me
will I be all alone?
will you forgive it
will you forgive me
will you be my savior now?
You cant recognize me
at just twenty two
enraged I can not see.
This stress is aging
a plague im accustomed to.
happiness is long forgotten
ever since i've lost my way
I blame thos without my problems
cause you've never felt this pain.
Confused, enraged, jealousy.
Im just too petty.