Fall back down and start again...
Why does everything have to be so damn complicated? Why do people need to be so angry? Why do people need to worry? Why do people need to be so cold? Why do people need to be depressed? Why can't people let things go? Why can't people go back to being normal? Why is no one truly happy? Why is it always all or nothing? Why am I hot and not beautiful? Why do people hurt eachother so easily? Where have all the decent people gone? Where are the gentlemen? Where are the ladies? Why are there so many whores? Where are people's morals? Why do people judge other people so easily? Why do people hate being judged? Why do people keep their options open when it's so obvious that others have closed them? Why is spending time with someone a bad thing? Why do I like the guys who have obvious flaws or treat me badly? Why does having a temper make a male a man? Where did those years go? How did it all disappear...fade...? How can love destroy rather than build? Where are people's priorities? Who gives a damn? Why do I seem to have different viewpoints? How can someone feel alone with people around them? Why is alcohol such a bad thing? How am I drinking too much when I'm not drinking every single day? How is it that songs always relate to your mood? When is the cut off point for trying? Why can't I get one soul person out of my head when they shouldn't be there anyway? Why is he trying to build my hopes up when it's all going to crash again?
Because if it wasn't I'd be bored. Because they can't let go. Because they can't release their stress so it all builds up. Because if they're not they can get hurt. Because everything appears to be too much. Because they need something to worry about or it doesn't feel normal. Because normal's too broad a term. Because no one can be honest to people they care about anymore. Because everyone's depression infects eachother. Because when it's in the middle it's too confusing and makes people nervous. Because that's the impression I give. Because people let the wrong people in too close. Somewhere where we can't find them. With the ladies. With the gentlemen. Because not many girls have self respect anymore. Degrading into the whores. Because they only trust their judgement. Because it's usually wrong. Because hope is all they have left. Because people judge people from word of mouth or first impressions. Because it's simpler. Because that's what I'm used to. The years degraded and were faded out and forgotten. By lack of communication. Because some people can't handle love so back away. People's priorites vary depending on where they can get laid or what they can buy. Me. Because I rebel against other people. By the people around not being as close as they were or could be. Because it alters your way of thinking. Because when I talk to certain people, I'm drinking. Because when you have no emotion you don't pick up on lyrics and mood as much. When it begins to destroy you inside. Because he proved to me I'm maybe right. Because he cares and wants me to be happy but doesn't realise the consequences.
Because if it wasn't I'd be bored. Because they can't let go. Because they can't release their stress so it all builds up. Because if they're not they can get hurt. Because everything appears to be too much. Because they need something to worry about or it doesn't feel normal. Because normal's too broad a term. Because no one can be honest to people they care about anymore. Because everyone's depression infects eachother. Because when it's in the middle it's too confusing and makes people nervous. Because that's the impression I give. Because people let the wrong people in too close. Somewhere where we can't find them. With the ladies. With the gentlemen. Because not many girls have self respect anymore. Degrading into the whores. Because they only trust their judgement. Because it's usually wrong. Because hope is all they have left. Because people judge people from word of mouth or first impressions. Because it's simpler. Because that's what I'm used to. The years degraded and were faded out and forgotten. By lack of communication. Because some people can't handle love so back away. People's priorites vary depending on where they can get laid or what they can buy. Me. Because I rebel against other people. By the people around not being as close as they were or could be. Because it alters your way of thinking. Because when I talk to certain people, I'm drinking. Because when you have no emotion you don't pick up on lyrics and mood as much. When it begins to destroy you inside. Because he proved to me I'm maybe right. Because he cares and wants me to be happy but doesn't realise the consequences.