Sep 17, 2005 09:45
things are better left unsaid.
leave with out an explination.
you couldnt possibly understand.
my safe place, tainted, violated.
much like myself.
sorry you couldnt be the first,
that spot's already been taken by a stupid mistake.
sorry your girlfriend's a whore.
sorry im not the angel you thought i was.
dripping wings,
melting away with my self-esteem and dignity.
tears that burn my eyes,
they fall liek rain.
slience on the phone.
how can i tell you?
im not as innocent anymore.
tainted. violated.
the sad thing is, i dont even remeber.
things are better left unsaid.
lets just forget this conversation.
end it with "i love you"
rather than a dial tone.
sorry you coudlnt be the first.
sorry im tainted.
sorry im not your angel.