5-30-06

Jul 11, 2006 21:29

he can propose all he wants
but it's getting hard
to come up with excuses
and no matter what
i can't feel bad when i'm supposed to
maybe that's what
jesus tought me
maybe that's all
that your precious god gave me.
where's my remorse
i feel scared of being found out (always)
and there's nothing to find out other than the fact that i'm not as emo as i
"should be" over everything you fucking throw at me.
and
at the same time,
i'm not very wary
of the same shit and worse being done to me.
(even when it's fact)
so then
when will i be tortured by
some real true love of some sort?
i'm fake
fake
fake.
it feels as though nothing hurts me for real
unless it's rejection
from something i was bored with getting fucked over by anyway...
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