Jul 11, 2003 10:52
A long time since I told you I love you
for shear fact I might give way to the secret I have for you
I drove to school, crying the whole way
hoping id drive off the road and forget all I had been thinking
all I need right now is to be mothered
I want you to be there for me
irony kills, and so does my storybook life
no matter who I choose to devote myself to
I’m always in desperation for the opposite satisfaction
so I’ve taken this life and dreamt it would pass quickly
I may not have anyone to share it with
nor anyone to tell its stories to
but insanity covers it all.