Oct 31, 2004 23:14
Because you crave being different so much that you’ve become just like them.
Because you’re so dependent you link to the stronger power at the moment.
Because there’s a history and an image you can’t reject; a sympathetic motive.
Because you’ve gone to your head and I’m only there when it’s convenient
Because for some reason you’re still loved and wandering my mind.
Because you’re never wrong and I’m never right.
Because I’ve always been your sloppy seconds.
Because I want to.
Because you just don’t see it.
Because this is killing me.
Because you’ll never understand this.
Because you don’t get me.
Because I can.
So, fuck off...