Teenage Angst ( as all should know but don't)
Shine the headlight,
straight into my eyes.
Like the roadkill,
I'm paralysed.
You see through my disguise
At the drive-in,
double feature,
pull the lever,
break the fever and say your last goodbyes.
Since I was born I started to decay.
Now nothing ever ever goes my way One fluid gesture,
like stepping back in time.
Trapped in amber, petrified.
And still not satisfied Airs and social graces,
elocution so divine.
I'll stick to my needle,
and my favourite waste of time,
both spineless and sublime.
Since I was born I started to decay.
Now nothing ever - ever goes my way.
there are times in life when you miss the past and yet all that does is cause pain.
some time you feel like there was more you could have done.
but i've learned.
there is not point in helping someone to walk if they refuse to acknowledge the existance of there own legs.
i'm tired of how things could have been. i want to erase so much of what was or what ever could have been.
theres nothing more i can say or do to get rid of you. i'm plagued with this virus i chose. nothing left nothing more.
i realized why i couldn't get over all that had happened in the past year of my life and i finally know now that i was only trying to help a blind person see.
i turned an introvert into an extrovert.
i thought things were going well. but i know now i was ignorant. i shall always forgive someone for what they've done to me or said to me especially if their someone i love. i shall never forgive myself for my own stupidity.
i realize now that i wasn't the one who couldn't be trusted.
i should have never been so ignorant and blind.
i shouldn't have been so demanding or expected anything from someone who never really knew what love even was.
i gave you an inch and you took a vacation to fucking cuba.
(i don't care if that isn't how it really goes)
the only point of me putting all of this down is to get it out of my head once and for all.
i'm tired of wondering what really happened.
i've known all along.
things got out of hand things went to far.
i got shit on for the last time and i couldn't take it.
you know things weren't ment to be when someone breaks up with you and you fight tooth and nail for 6 days to get them back. (all the phone calls that you only made, because they obviously didn't care enough to know if you were still alive. they told your best friend to make sure you didn't kill yourself)
and when it comes to the time where you don't know who to believe and you know they only believe what there friends tell them. you go in for the kill. the end all to end all and they just sit there wanting to cry but can't cause they never have and never will. when they still don't fight to have you back, it was never ment to be.
and why the fuck would you beat the shit or talk shit to someone cause they called your g/f a bitch and yet you won't sit there and talk your problems out, because you "love" them so much to do anything for them except keep them.
i'm done i think i'm just sick of knowing that i was never truely loved for two years of my life. i feel like i was lied to every single day.
when you put your "blood, sweat, and tears" into something and all you get in return is a night in jail, fuck that shit.
honestly the past is full of shit
(just for once in my life i would like someone to tell me they love me and mean it)
okay okay i hear it now more than before. but i mean i don't know if i could even put up with shit like that ever again.
-Jme
**Just Let This Week Be Over**
straight into my eyes.
Like the roadkill,
I'm paralysed.
You see through my disguise
At the drive-in,
double feature,
pull the lever,
break the fever and say your last goodbyes.
Since I was born I started to decay.
Now nothing ever ever goes my way One fluid gesture,
like stepping back in time.
Trapped in amber, petrified.
And still not satisfied Airs and social graces,
elocution so divine.
I'll stick to my needle,
and my favourite waste of time,
both spineless and sublime.
Since I was born I started to decay.
Now nothing ever - ever goes my way.
there are times in life when you miss the past and yet all that does is cause pain.
some time you feel like there was more you could have done.
but i've learned.
there is not point in helping someone to walk if they refuse to acknowledge the existance of there own legs.
i'm tired of how things could have been. i want to erase so much of what was or what ever could have been.
theres nothing more i can say or do to get rid of you. i'm plagued with this virus i chose. nothing left nothing more.
i realized why i couldn't get over all that had happened in the past year of my life and i finally know now that i was only trying to help a blind person see.
i turned an introvert into an extrovert.
i thought things were going well. but i know now i was ignorant. i shall always forgive someone for what they've done to me or said to me especially if their someone i love. i shall never forgive myself for my own stupidity.
i realize now that i wasn't the one who couldn't be trusted.
i should have never been so ignorant and blind.
i shouldn't have been so demanding or expected anything from someone who never really knew what love even was.
i gave you an inch and you took a vacation to fucking cuba.
(i don't care if that isn't how it really goes)
the only point of me putting all of this down is to get it out of my head once and for all.
i'm tired of wondering what really happened.
i've known all along.
things got out of hand things went to far.
i got shit on for the last time and i couldn't take it.
you know things weren't ment to be when someone breaks up with you and you fight tooth and nail for 6 days to get them back. (all the phone calls that you only made, because they obviously didn't care enough to know if you were still alive. they told your best friend to make sure you didn't kill yourself)
and when it comes to the time where you don't know who to believe and you know they only believe what there friends tell them. you go in for the kill. the end all to end all and they just sit there wanting to cry but can't cause they never have and never will. when they still don't fight to have you back, it was never ment to be.
and why the fuck would you beat the shit or talk shit to someone cause they called your g/f a bitch and yet you won't sit there and talk your problems out, because you "love" them so much to do anything for them except keep them.
i'm done i think i'm just sick of knowing that i was never truely loved for two years of my life. i feel like i was lied to every single day.
when you put your "blood, sweat, and tears" into something and all you get in return is a night in jail, fuck that shit.
honestly the past is full of shit
(just for once in my life i would like someone to tell me they love me and mean it)
okay okay i hear it now more than before. but i mean i don't know if i could even put up with shit like that ever again.
-Jme
**Just Let This Week Be Over**