please... just. stop.
everything you need is right in front of you...
sometimes i wonder if i have myself trapped in this person, this lifestyle, that i'm not even sure about...
why aren't people allowed to change? it's like once they are or believe one thing they are forever trapped there. it's quite sad really...
i'm scared... getting scared...
what if i lose you? but, then, what if i keep you?
what if i'm stuck here... where i stand now, being what i am now... loving all that i do now. living it.
who will i be... when i am gone?
legacy.
what if?
which way now? now that i've turned down all the bridges offered on this path... and i'm surrounded my fire and water?
who will carry me, when i have no one?
whoever thought that being so alone could feel so worthless.
no one will have me.
even my own father only critiques me. tries to perfect me.
god, this world hurts... i hope yours feels better.
please... take. me.
(i'm so sick of having nothing... and trashing what's given me...
so... please... just. stop.)
sometimes i wonder if i have myself trapped in this person, this lifestyle, that i'm not even sure about...
why aren't people allowed to change? it's like once they are or believe one thing they are forever trapped there. it's quite sad really...
i'm scared... getting scared...
what if i lose you? but, then, what if i keep you?
what if i'm stuck here... where i stand now, being what i am now... loving all that i do now. living it.
who will i be... when i am gone?
legacy.
what if?
which way now? now that i've turned down all the bridges offered on this path... and i'm surrounded my fire and water?
who will carry me, when i have no one?
whoever thought that being so alone could feel so worthless.
no one will have me.
even my own father only critiques me. tries to perfect me.
god, this world hurts... i hope yours feels better.
please... take. me.
(i'm so sick of having nothing... and trashing what's given me...
so... please... just. stop.)