Apr 05, 2004 00:25
Who put me here? Who gave me these fingers? These ears? The music in my life? Who gave me these thoughts? Who let me come apart?
Who did I let down? Was it you who I disappointed again? I never considered to come off like this. The thoughts in my head , I can never make them fall out. Hurting? I'm sorry that I didn't hold your head, that I didn't make it all go away. Silently sitting across you, letting you break me apart, piece by piece. It's always about you. I couldn't let you know, to realize that my feelings counted. I'm nothing compared to you. Why should my fingers matter, why should my being matter. I never let you know that it hurts when he comes back, hunting me, wanting me, beleving in me.....trough the music box and straight in my bed. My incubus, my crime. You didn't care less. I'm sorry that I let you down.
I just couldn't resist to cry. I'm tired now.
Elisexxx