you want to make me sick you want to lick my wounds...
so... today has just made me feel like one giant dissapointment.
No matter for how long you're distracted by something you think makes you happy, eventually you'll end up in the same place you were before. That same state of depression you thought wouldn't last. It always ends here. It always fades out. It never changes.
Maybe it's me. Maybe this is just temporary. Maybe it's not.
I hate to be so predictable, but I will never be happy with what I'm handed.
Please forgive me for my distance, pain is evident in my existance.
No matter for how long you're distracted by something you think makes you happy, eventually you'll end up in the same place you were before. That same state of depression you thought wouldn't last. It always ends here. It always fades out. It never changes.
Maybe it's me. Maybe this is just temporary. Maybe it's not.
I hate to be so predictable, but I will never be happy with what I'm handed.
Please forgive me for my distance, pain is evident in my existance.