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I wonder if he thinks of me...If he even cares
Another's hands have touched my skin
anothers lips have touched my mouth
and yet he remains in my mind
like shards of glass memories emerse causing me to question myself
These feelings of discontent cause me to wonder
who I am
Who it is that they see when they look into my eyes
A girl with everything together and happiness without?Feeling unwanted Unseen
Unnoticed and unheard I sit in the chair laughing at their jokes
the words bounce off me like rubber
the sound entering my mind the words disapearing on the way
I wonder if he thinks of me
I wonder if he knows. His hellos make my heart jump
And then his words annoy me
His stupidness overcomes
and once again i fall into my past
and think of him.
He talks of others and hides the past I never knew.
I feel as though I ment nothing and never will
The answer to my question is no
No on both accounts.
These two characters of my story feel nothing of my sort
Im just another body
Another orgasm
And to all those who own my platonic attachment?
the same remains with them.
I feel alone and unwanted
In this mist of day.
this day that seems to never end.
Take me away from this feeling
These feelings that overcome my mind
Causing me to feel the pain from all around
To hate her voice and grow contempt
For someone I dont even know.
This change frightens me and tends to cause a grip
A grip on my soul for those that I love
Holding them closer till
untill the day they live me liek all the others have
You is to say he is different? His intentions pure and true? the actions that ive been feeling seem to convey something else...But all these worries mean nothing
Are just worries to my soul.
All is fine. All will be fine...
Why must I question every move I make
Every word that leaves my lips.
Must find balance and tranquility
something to stop these fits...
Blah I must stop now. I cant continue.
Another's hands have touched my skin
anothers lips have touched my mouth
and yet he remains in my mind
like shards of glass memories emerse causing me to question myself
These feelings of discontent cause me to wonder
who I am
Who it is that they see when they look into my eyes
A girl with everything together and happiness without?Feeling unwanted Unseen
Unnoticed and unheard I sit in the chair laughing at their jokes
the words bounce off me like rubber
the sound entering my mind the words disapearing on the way
I wonder if he thinks of me
I wonder if he knows. His hellos make my heart jump
And then his words annoy me
His stupidness overcomes
and once again i fall into my past
and think of him.
He talks of others and hides the past I never knew.
I feel as though I ment nothing and never will
The answer to my question is no
No on both accounts.
These two characters of my story feel nothing of my sort
Im just another body
Another orgasm
And to all those who own my platonic attachment?
the same remains with them.
I feel alone and unwanted
In this mist of day.
this day that seems to never end.
Take me away from this feeling
These feelings that overcome my mind
Causing me to feel the pain from all around
To hate her voice and grow contempt
For someone I dont even know.
This change frightens me and tends to cause a grip
A grip on my soul for those that I love
Holding them closer till
untill the day they live me liek all the others have
You is to say he is different? His intentions pure and true? the actions that ive been feeling seem to convey something else...But all these worries mean nothing
Are just worries to my soul.
All is fine. All will be fine...
Why must I question every move I make
Every word that leaves my lips.
Must find balance and tranquility
something to stop these fits...
Blah I must stop now. I cant continue.