Sep 05, 2004 18:43
im sick of being tired. im sick of being me.
i want to be somebody. ill be anybody,ANYBODY but me.
i'll live a life full of exictemnt and save
the same heart. i wont need to throw mine away
every time it breaks. i would look around,
know im found,no longer lost in a world that doesnt
need another one like me. i would smile and laugh,
look into mirrors and sigh with relief that
its really me staring back, beautiful as can be.
I would be able to take a fall and land in a bed
of friends, i'll never hit the hard concret again.
these days there useless,the minutes should be seconds,
i want to fast foward and get to the next day,
but i never want to get to the next day.
its all the same, it stays the same.again i sleep,
i lay my heavy head down,knowing no ones dreams
will be filed with me.its sad to say,but i only state
the truth, that no one anywhere,will ever love
the body i move,the hands i hide,the eyes that
cry my nights away. ill be here screaming out from
the pain that you dig into me deeper,and deeper
every day, from your harsh and horrible games you
insist to play. you win. ill cry and cry and wait
and wait, forever ill wait, forever,
ill stay still, i wont move a thing, im waiting for you.
hurry up, come soon. when is soon? its never soon enough.
things are getting too tough. ill starve myself until
im too famished to talk or even move my lips,
just to proove,ill make it through,ill wait it through,
as long as you come through.