Something like that...
Do you have any idea how pathetic it feels to write something, read it, and realize its the same thing you were writing when you were 13. Some things have changed, but most of it hasn't.
I can't beleive I'm still here.
I can't beleive I don't know the way out.
I can't beleive can't even hear me and you wouldn't even try to listen.
I don't know where to go anymore.
I don't know who I am anymore.
I don't know what I want.
I can't stand your voice on the other end. You think you listen, but you never really care. You think so little of me and what I can do and where I will go. But one day, I'll show you. And you'll stand there, dazed and confused. You'll say to yourself "I can't beleive it..." And you'll spend the rest of your life wondering when it all changed and where it all went wrong. You won't even be able to see that it was always wrong, it could never be that way. But I will know, and I will be.
Yeah, its a burning day again. Fuck off, you never really knew anyways, you never could.
I can't beleive I'm still here.
I can't beleive I don't know the way out.
I can't beleive can't even hear me and you wouldn't even try to listen.
I don't know where to go anymore.
I don't know who I am anymore.
I don't know what I want.
I can't stand your voice on the other end. You think you listen, but you never really care. You think so little of me and what I can do and where I will go. But one day, I'll show you. And you'll stand there, dazed and confused. You'll say to yourself "I can't beleive it..." And you'll spend the rest of your life wondering when it all changed and where it all went wrong. You won't even be able to see that it was always wrong, it could never be that way. But I will know, and I will be.
Yeah, its a burning day again. Fuck off, you never really knew anyways, you never could.