Aug 05, 2005 11:40
i dont like myself when im like this.
i feel like a totally different person.
a slut.
but i told him i still love you. i guess that dosent even change when im pissed.
And the skin you call your home
Holds a heart that quits and knees that buckle in
And lungs that can't breathe when they're alone
And the days come to you like sailors
You watch them as they drift away
They meet the sunrise out at the horizon
And it's neither sink nor swim
At least the water's beneath your chin
You feel you've lost something
You want it back
You're lying motionless on your back
And your legs aren't taking anymore requests