Yes, There is a tragedy among us.
It is true. There is a virus traveling through brain waves and emotions are becoming stable. You will know when you smile back at yourself for making a mistake. It's not like everything is always supposed to be good. I mean, how would you explore life, by just having everything you wanted handed to you. Sometimes I wish I didn't have to take all the blame for my mistakes. I haven't had one single regret ever since. But, something has changed. I follow this line back down to the bottom of the drain. For myself, I ran. Yet these mistake's follow me everywhere. People are hurt. My mind is becoming harder to unfold by the minute. I swear I'm not conscious for most of the events that occur in my life. It's been a long time since I've been this depressed...I want to be great. I wish I could bless myself to be an amazing lover and friend. But...How will I feel like that, If there's nobody to counter how useless I am?! You'd think I'd even be writing in my own journal for this. But no, It takes a little more for people to notice anything wrong. Give Me What I deserve. and I'm glad he's finally getting it.
There's more to me, than what's on the table.
Every truth lies, deep in a fable.
Every love is wound on barbed strings.
and yet no one hears me when I sing.
Mistake's have made me who I am.
So don't be disappointed if I don't follow
the things they say I can.
It's been too long since I've even been thinking about writing. and I'm a nervous wreck. I'm sure as you read this, you'll probably be thinking "oh here he goes gain, with one of his stupid depressing rants" So, I'm not expecting anyone to post comments or comment back or even think about asking who typed this.
I've wronged her for the final time. and that goes for everyone. My yin says I'll eventually, reach a unbearable point. He doesn't think I can handle it. I'm looking for a new mirror, a new picture to better myself with. and I'm sorry you were dragged along with this terrible masquerade. I wish the best for you, and maybe to never remember this. just look at it as a dream. It's getting harder now. I wanted this to be about me spilling what I had to say to you...but I'm sorry Alexandria. It was nice knowing what I had...and Now all I can do is look back. and look back on everything I had. and everything i did. I regret.......it.
and it's ruining me. I regret....it...and mistakes can never be taken back. But...I do regret it.
There's more to me, than what's on the table.
Every truth lies, deep in a fable.
Every love is wound on barbed strings.
and yet no one hears me when I sing.
Mistake's have made me who I am.
So don't be disappointed if I don't follow
the things they say I can.
It's been too long since I've even been thinking about writing. and I'm a nervous wreck. I'm sure as you read this, you'll probably be thinking "oh here he goes gain, with one of his stupid depressing rants" So, I'm not expecting anyone to post comments or comment back or even think about asking who typed this.
I've wronged her for the final time. and that goes for everyone. My yin says I'll eventually, reach a unbearable point. He doesn't think I can handle it. I'm looking for a new mirror, a new picture to better myself with. and I'm sorry you were dragged along with this terrible masquerade. I wish the best for you, and maybe to never remember this. just look at it as a dream. It's getting harder now. I wanted this to be about me spilling what I had to say to you...but I'm sorry Alexandria. It was nice knowing what I had...and Now all I can do is look back. and look back on everything I had. and everything i did. I regret.......it.
and it's ruining me. I regret....it...and mistakes can never be taken back. But...I do regret it.