May 06, 2008 18:09
what's un-surprising is you were taken off-guard by the knowledge i'm uglier on the inside.
i have a harmless face and a brutal agenda.
i'm always entirely unprepared to deal with the torrent of words that fall from my pen to the notebook.
looking down at the messy scrawls and muttering 'do i really feel like that?, shit.'
the biggest problem is we're uninspired.
bored and lazy and entirely to blame.
things are repeating in different ways.
just because you've never said that, doesn't mean i've never heard it.
whats one less friend?
it all means nothing until theres is nothing.
the bullet has my name engraved upon it's surface.
i keep following my heart to nowhere near where i want to be.
making plans for a future i never realised i'd stick around to see.
im still not so sure.
im crying
and waiting
and typing
and writing
and screaming
and singing
and failing
and passing
and none of it matters.