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Mar 06, 2006 22:38

it's always slightly chilling to see the shadows form on the inside walls of my tiny house as cars slowly, cautiously make their way down my street.

I hate it when people play with my emotions... I hate it when they don't allow themselves to slowly fade into memories...
stop plauging my thoughts, stop interrupting my life
I can't bear to be here for you when you don't need me
because you weren't there for me when I needed you most

roller coaster
roller coaster
please let me off
I'm tired of my legs
being over my head
up, down, down, up
upside down, all around

I'm happiest when I'm myself
I'm myself whenever you aren't
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