you thought you were standing beside me, you were only in my way

Jul 15, 2005 09:24

she said she never lies to us. that's BS. you said you'd always be there for me. that's BS too. why do people have to make things so complicated? for themselves and for everyone else. and why do people feel they have a right to not only butt into other people's business, but to push and push until they have their way?
sometimes i feel like i just want everyone to get out and leave me alone, but other times, i'm so lonely that the last thing i want is for everyone to leave me alone. i'm so confused. and it's really weird, because sometimes, i'm fine. i smile, laugh, seem like i'm having fun. but it's always there. that looming "darkness," as one of my counselors used to call it. it's always there. it just shows better at some times than others. and it's getting bigger again. and pretty soon, it'll be all i am.

last night really was fun, and i'm sorry i was so out of it sometimes. i'm so proud of myself! i went on Scream, Batman, Flashback, and Superman twice. i'd already been on Superman, but never the others, cuz i was scared. but they were fun! except for the fact that my neck cracked back and my head was pounding. and everyone, NEVER go on Cyclone. it is genuinely painful. lol the trees:)

I guess things are not how they used to be
There's no more normal families
Parents act like enemies
Making kids feel like it's world war III

No one cares, no one's there
I guess we're all just too damn busy

I've been walking in the mirror for so long.
That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side.
All the little pieces falling, shatter.
Shards of me,
Too sharp to put back together.
Too small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.
If I try to touch her,
And I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no more.

I take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet how can you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me,
Convince me that I've been sick forever.
And all of this,
Will make sense when I get better.
But I know the difference,
Between myself and my reflection.
I just can't help but to wonder,
Which of us do you love.
So I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no...
Bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe-
I breathe no more.

i should've just opened that ferris wheel door...
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