Oct 05, 2004 22:55
Left within me for so long,
it was my lack when I was a child.
Didn't get enough.
Looking into your eyes.
As much as I love independence,
when you say you'll always be here,
it paints such a lovely picture.
There is so many things that keep
changing this.
I don't even know anymore.
NOt discontent.
Not depressed.
Just feel alone.
A certain kind of alone.