Mar 01, 2004 00:28
Well, if you told me you were drowning, I would not lend a hand
I've seen your face before my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am
Well, I was there and I saw what you did, I saw it with my own two eyes
So you can wipe off the grin
I know where you've been
It's all been a pack of lies
I am not happy where I am. Yet, I wasn't happy before. There are some people I confide in who give me a straight unconcerned face. They hand me a dictionary or a guidebook to describe all my feelings. Here's how it has been done, follow them but don't ask me for advice.
I am sad that a lot of my relationships with people has deterioated. Yet, there's nothing I can do. Some relationships take their path. Almost down the path of fate. Do I want to save those that seem to be bound for doom?
I know someone who used to be my best friend. It's a two way street, they say. But I am afraid to try. I am afraid what would happen if I did try. I am afraid of the doom.