how i wish it was a lie, and she's baking cookies by herself in hope of a better tomorrow
become what you always hated
it took a bit of convincing of myself
but its all starting to become clearer
over a year is passed and I keep sinking in this emo kid persona
looking for love and fate and hope
to be swept by this amazing person worth every second of my time
and from a far noticing what she was turning into
becoming
it looks like I taught well
the reason why im still called evil
imitation is the deepest form of flattery
but at what cost
ive become everything I pity
a sad hopeless person
needing someone so badly to make me function
that one person to sweep me
and need just that one person to survive
Mr.. happy ever after or whatever you want to call it
tasks to make it ever lasting
avoiding the useless fights
doing everything in my power to make them happy
when I used to hold no loyalty
only care for my well being
no need for a true friends when everything I ever wanted was at my finger tips
thinking I was better than everything put in front of me
use and recycle
everything could always be replaced until I saw the sad bitter truth that well
not everything
purity cant be replaced
feelings cant be just made up in a new person
that's why people fall
and care
and live in despair
those feelings cant be duplicated
imitated all you want but never a same
we know this now
though still go on separate path ways
I hate having an insight on things
a tab on what's up
a heads up on what is going on and has happened
no need to be a narcissist anymore
no need to even care
but I will
its who ive become
its my passion to change
to keep evolving
until I have that look
that vivid crystal in my eyes
like she did
instead of that dark
anger
careless and wreckful hidden behind lies and things that are wanted but never achieved
to lead to believe this perfect life that isn't close to it
and to act like I had gotten here by myself and thank no one
maybe I just want to be her before I wrecked her life
to be able to have that look
that faith in that every single thing would be ok
and she started to remind me of me
the old me
now who's flattering
it took a bit of convincing of myself
but its all starting to become clearer
over a year is passed and I keep sinking in this emo kid persona
looking for love and fate and hope
to be swept by this amazing person worth every second of my time
and from a far noticing what she was turning into
becoming
it looks like I taught well
the reason why im still called evil
imitation is the deepest form of flattery
but at what cost
ive become everything I pity
a sad hopeless person
needing someone so badly to make me function
that one person to sweep me
and need just that one person to survive
Mr.. happy ever after or whatever you want to call it
tasks to make it ever lasting
avoiding the useless fights
doing everything in my power to make them happy
when I used to hold no loyalty
only care for my well being
no need for a true friends when everything I ever wanted was at my finger tips
thinking I was better than everything put in front of me
use and recycle
everything could always be replaced until I saw the sad bitter truth that well
not everything
purity cant be replaced
feelings cant be just made up in a new person
that's why people fall
and care
and live in despair
those feelings cant be duplicated
imitated all you want but never a same
we know this now
though still go on separate path ways
I hate having an insight on things
a tab on what's up
a heads up on what is going on and has happened
no need to be a narcissist anymore
no need to even care
but I will
its who ive become
its my passion to change
to keep evolving
until I have that look
that vivid crystal in my eyes
like she did
instead of that dark
anger
careless and wreckful hidden behind lies and things that are wanted but never achieved
to lead to believe this perfect life that isn't close to it
and to act like I had gotten here by myself and thank no one
maybe I just want to be her before I wrecked her life
to be able to have that look
that faith in that every single thing would be ok
and she started to remind me of me
the old me
now who's flattering