Apr 06, 2004 17:53
what does it mean when i cant read your msgs anymore.
pity, pleasure.
you dont deserve this.
and i never took your eyes out of my bag
pretend i dont still.
regret or reject.
every song sounds the same.
when does something become nothing.
at what point did i admit.
since when did i need to do this, to feel like this.
and why does this make everything okay.
just a little.
blurred but clear.
i have to do work.
and read words a lifetime long.
im fine.
tommorow is time.