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I have finally rediscovered the feeling in my fingers, at least it's enough to touch who i really needed to contact in the first place. to be completely honest it's the mixed feelings nobody understands, but we all manage to get by right? at least it doesn't appear to be an apocolypse and in that case bring out the sun, sit your head in my crossed legs and sing me the songs of the birds.
Again to be honest i don't want what i think i do. that is to say with the greatest pleasures come all the things i told myself i never wanted to see again but the ribbon is tied tight around my finger and it's pointing right at you. i don't think you quite get it, that's ok though because i don't get it either and the more i think the more it hurts.
To tell you the truth i miss what we had,i miss knowing someone was finally there and i miss understanding that it's not as empty or horrible as it seems. if i could regain that feeling perhaps i could remove the fake smile from my face, besides i know you never believed it. it's constantly being pulled off me in layers until i'm stripped naked and i stand shivering becuase it's winter and it's gloomy.
Although the doors are open i have my headphones on and so sorry to be rude but I CAN'T HEAR YOU!i know i intimidate you so you would never take them from my ears and that scares me. at what point do i get someone whose not afraid to say what they really mean instead of hiding behind painted walls. it seems colorful but it's a dark place. be very afraid, and fight it. It's all looking perfect from up here but while your down there don't forget to pick up my happiness i seem to have misplaced it.
I smile because i can, when will you realize i am faking it all?
Again to be honest i don't want what i think i do. that is to say with the greatest pleasures come all the things i told myself i never wanted to see again but the ribbon is tied tight around my finger and it's pointing right at you. i don't think you quite get it, that's ok though because i don't get it either and the more i think the more it hurts.
To tell you the truth i miss what we had,i miss knowing someone was finally there and i miss understanding that it's not as empty or horrible as it seems. if i could regain that feeling perhaps i could remove the fake smile from my face, besides i know you never believed it. it's constantly being pulled off me in layers until i'm stripped naked and i stand shivering becuase it's winter and it's gloomy.
Although the doors are open i have my headphones on and so sorry to be rude but I CAN'T HEAR YOU!i know i intimidate you so you would never take them from my ears and that scares me. at what point do i get someone whose not afraid to say what they really mean instead of hiding behind painted walls. it seems colorful but it's a dark place. be very afraid, and fight it. It's all looking perfect from up here but while your down there don't forget to pick up my happiness i seem to have misplaced it.
I smile because i can, when will you realize i am faking it all?