Upper East Side Juliet

Sep 13, 2004 21:34

Just because I have two shoulders, doesn't mean you are free to cry on them. I have my own tears which I keep inside and edit the rough draft so I can defend my flaws when I hand you the finished version. I don't like to worry, but my imperfections show me the truth in time to come. I never think what I thought, I just know it's right, but with the wrong reaction. I'm not a begger, but I'll take your change, change myself for you and no longer be me, but it was me that you wanted, not that, not this! End it, dream it, I'd rather live it and know I'm alive than to preach of death, but be affraid to die. Atleast I felt it so now I know what to look for when I feel it again, life goes full circle, so, when I see you again?
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