i love finding this shit in my drawers...
Shitty Fucking Kleenex
why do you look at me the way you do?
your just trying to see something in me
something to hold onto
and make it all real
but stop depending
and look into you.
i'm not an angel.
i'm not a savior.
i'm just a kid struggling with their own
thoughts and words and inner being.
mabey one day we'll not feel so alone.
and who says its all suppose to be perfect?
the tough, the sad times
as hard as they are
make the happy times just that much better
don't you worry
because it can't be that far.
so mabey we wont succeed
or turn out how they like
but we are we,
no one else.
if we can just make it through the days
that is more glory than success in itself.
please when you look back on your life one day
who is to say what you will see.
it might have been hard.
it might have been empty.
but all of what you've been through makes you,
and you is what you lived for...