(no subject)
It's so tough sometimes...
You think you've got it all figured out...
Like you're in control of your life...
Then this "opportunity" falls into your lap...
You feel so great about it...
But you know it too well...
Seems like it could be the same old...
Open up...
Become vulnerable...
Your mind fights your feeling...
Because your mind remembers...
You know nothing lasts...
The rest of your life rushing towards you...
You know what will happen...
But you're hopeful...
You want it to work...
You'd love for it to work...
For so long you wanted it to work...
And it never happened...
Not even a friendship...
So you turned away and forgot...
You wonder if it's okay to feel that way...
But your mind knows it isn't...
It's warning you...
Screaming "IT'LL HAPPEN AGAIN"...
You numb it all down as if you didn't care...
But somehow your telling yourself...
"It could work"...
You take precations...
Keep the old failsafe available...
Kill all the feelings with the turn of a thought...
Somehow I doubt that's healthy...
But you've done it before...
You've turned away all those "fake" girls...
Because you've been waiting...
Hoping...
One day it'll work...
With the taste of what could be still on your lips...
Think you can sleep?
Goodnight...
You think you've got it all figured out...
Like you're in control of your life...
Then this "opportunity" falls into your lap...
You feel so great about it...
But you know it too well...
Seems like it could be the same old...
Open up...
Become vulnerable...
Your mind fights your feeling...
Because your mind remembers...
You know nothing lasts...
The rest of your life rushing towards you...
You know what will happen...
But you're hopeful...
You want it to work...
You'd love for it to work...
For so long you wanted it to work...
And it never happened...
Not even a friendship...
So you turned away and forgot...
You wonder if it's okay to feel that way...
But your mind knows it isn't...
It's warning you...
Screaming "IT'LL HAPPEN AGAIN"...
You numb it all down as if you didn't care...
But somehow your telling yourself...
"It could work"...
You take precations...
Keep the old failsafe available...
Kill all the feelings with the turn of a thought...
Somehow I doubt that's healthy...
But you've done it before...
You've turned away all those "fake" girls...
Because you've been waiting...
Hoping...
One day it'll work...
With the taste of what could be still on your lips...
Think you can sleep?
Goodnight...