Feb 21, 2004 12:23
can't stand to see me happy, hate me more when I'm sad. When you're done playing with my mind, tell me when your satisfied. Am I mess, or am I doing just fine? You check up on me and comment like my life is worth something to you. I know you hate me. I see it in your behavior. You wish I would fall. Hit the bottom so that I would need you, so that I'd reach up and say you were right. You want your arms to comfort me, to protect me, you want me to need that artificial security. I don't want to convince you I miss you, you want me on my knees, but I'm not comfortable there, I'd rather see you eye to eye. Quit thinking I'm worth something to you. Stop laying awake because your dreams are haunted by me. Your lips can speak my name, but mine are seeled. You want to cause pain. You want to take back what I've done. For kissing you I was so wrong. For wanting you, you want me to pay. So sorry for holding your hand, I thought it made you happy. But now you'd think I caused a war, hurt you so bad, that I'm the most awful person to lay eyes on. Yes well fine, lay in your swarrow. Weep because I'm gone, that I'm so far away. But remember that you pushed me this far. I had to have had a reason to leave, you layed it out for me.
-my thoughts-
I'm ready to be that girl. The one who is always alone. The one who never dates, just fools around. Shes nice though, so you can't hate her. She's not hurting anything, just getting some attention. She can't get involved because shes too complicated. Then someday, she'll meet the guy to change her. To make her want to stay. She'll fall in love with him even though shes promised she never would. Then he'll hurt her, and she'll regret it. But then in the end he'll come back and make it alright. And she'll live happily ever after.
Ya right. I could never be that girl. I need too much. Funny thing is, I always need it, and then take it when I'm done and I just leave. I've done it only a few times. Enough to make me wonder who I really am.
It's funny, even when you are really innocent. Guys still make you out to be this horrible girl, only out to break their heart. I wonder if they think I actually know what I'm doing. I'm so lost, I just react to my feelings. Sometimes I'll do things when I'm not even feeling anything. Just to see if it makes me feel something. Keeping in mind, very innocent stuff.
Anyways. Today's the big ol dance. We'll see how it all goes. Jordan made me a little mad yesturday, so hopefully he wont be acting all cocky and full of himself like he sometimes does. I don't feel like putting up with it, though I don't think I'll have much of a choice. I hope he'll be in a fun mood though, because that's all I want.
Kay, hair appointment is in a half hour, so I have to get myself cleaned up. Bye.