Makeover(sth I wrote to my big love D. bout 3 years ago)
I just have to say that I don't want this body any longer, don't wanna show it to other people; n' just a few more couple of things. It's like a gunshot in my neck, like being torn out of all that needless stuff. Yesterday a joined in a conversation, well, a conversation with ma shrink, he was like doing nothing n talking bout all that weird shit I'm familiar with just a long time ago. Dudes, life goes on, yea, but I'm badly off; I'm running scared, I've the wind up, oh it's deadly serious n no buzzword at all. It's not that easy in my mind n a really wanna undergo a change. That connotes nothing more than that: One day without reflecting bout all that useless stuff. Well, it hurts, hurts much, I've a departed soul n a bleeding heart as well. Soon I'm gonna breathe my last breath n I guess I'd commit my soul to god or concencrate it to another one. It is sin, big sin, isn't it? That cut me to the quick n I've to scream ma mind to the heaven's. It's because of dad, if I guess right. Yea. Tonight, I said even ten rosaries. Through fear I stood up n took a bath. This was scalding hot n I wished a could be drowned.
Yea, basically I'm stunned, my tongue's also somewhat tired.
I love you to death but I cannot be in a relationship with anybody I cannot affect, I cannot touch deeply. You know.
I'm breaking under n I've to burst my chains.
I love you, bear that in mind! It's not beaucse of you, I reached the end of the line, there's nothing more, n I have to save my own bacon. There's no time left any more, and if not, It'll causes death. This life, mine, is hanging by a thread and I'm on the point of losing it.
You can't imagine n moreover you aren't really keen on that, but in your own imaginary it's nothing n you are everything n there's no way to remove n there's no chance to change for the better, right? Nevertheless it's a queer notion, n nothing more.
Hey, you can't see the wood for the trees. No love, no change, got it? You just dissemble your feelings, but they are not real.
I'm done with it too.
It's merely my sincere opinion.
Yea, basically I'm stunned, my tongue's also somewhat tired.
I love you to death but I cannot be in a relationship with anybody I cannot affect, I cannot touch deeply. You know.
I'm breaking under n I've to burst my chains.
I love you, bear that in mind! It's not beaucse of you, I reached the end of the line, there's nothing more, n I have to save my own bacon. There's no time left any more, and if not, It'll causes death. This life, mine, is hanging by a thread and I'm on the point of losing it.
You can't imagine n moreover you aren't really keen on that, but in your own imaginary it's nothing n you are everything n there's no way to remove n there's no chance to change for the better, right? Nevertheless it's a queer notion, n nothing more.
Hey, you can't see the wood for the trees. No love, no change, got it? You just dissemble your feelings, but they are not real.
I'm done with it too.
It's merely my sincere opinion.