My mind is a crutch.
I am the cockroach of LOVE.
sAriNa StAr 1: Well.. I'm the Moth of LUST
Everything's just really weird lately. Everyone keeps asking me how I'm doing and for some reason it pissed me off.
I get randomly dizzy, I have horrible mood swings, I nearly fainted at band practice today ( and I'm not exxagerating, despite what you might think ), my cat got cancer and had to be put to sleep and my mom didn't even inform me of this until I was looking for her and was confused when I couldn't find her anywhere, I'm bombing out in all of my classes in the past two weeks, I'm sooo sleepy but I just can't sleep so I feel like I'm going to pass out in class, I fucking hate braces, the smallest things make me angry, and then if anyone asks what's wrong I just get even worse, I can never find anything to say to anyone anymore, I feel like nothing I ever do is right, and my parents seem to agree,
- Take A Breath. -
I'm never satisfied with anything, I wish marching band didn't even exist and it's too late to quit, this Saturday we have a competition in Tennessee, I have to write an essay tonight and I'm falling asleep, my mom is always yelling, my friend's don't know anything about me anymore and I don't even feel like I could tell them anything either without them being shallow and narrow-minded about most of it ( i.e. LIKING GIRLS... ), -Insert Female's Name Here- is prettimous, Sandy's Shaved Ice was at school for all marching band people to get shaved ice for free but the line was so long I would'be been yelled at if I waited to get any, I can't keep up with anything, including my CELLPHONE, and it's just recently that I became so damn scatterbrained, I'm not happy with several, and I mean SEVERAL, factors in my life,
- Breathe In Deep! -
and I CAN'T FUCKING FOCUS. I swear I've zoned out and sat here without typing for a few minutes seven times now, or changed windows, or something... and I do it in class too. I can't take notes or anything because I just can't keep my mind on track. It's like one second I'm right there where I should be, then I'm running the most random lyrics through my head, then I'm doodling random things, then I forget what I was drawing, then I start thinking about things people have said, then I get back on track... er... 8 times zoning out.
Where was I?
Fuck it.
Bring back the memories -
This one's giving up on you.
I don’t miss giving up on you,
and there's no more time.
Forgive me one more time.
Cause I don't want you
( Away. )
Just bury me I am
( Away. )
Whispered warning
( Away. )
Just bury me I am
( Away. )
And not a day has passed
that I’m regretting.
The window’s closed,
and she's not letting me in.
One place, one place slipped away and -
Missed call, missed calls -
I can't stay too late.
She’s gone -
I'll miss her voice, her eyes,
and love's first kiss.
I can't remind you all the time -
Bring it back, bring it back
to where we were before.
I can't remind you all the time
Bring it back, bring it back.