blurry lik bird shit in my head
So...i got a new pink comp. notebook the other day at Target for .59 cents. I cant wait till I have something to write in it. I seem to only be able to write when Im seriously down. I can never just write when Im happy or excited.
I feel like I need to talk to Jamie about whats going on with us. But I dont exactly know what to say. Im always like this. So I usually just never talk about anything. I just go with her flow. But sometimes I get so cranky over this confusion inside my brain.
"I can not find a way to describe it, its there inside. All I do is hide. I wish that it would just go away. What would you do if you knew. All the pain I thought I knew, all the thoughts lead back to you. Back to what was never said. Back and forth inside my head. I cant handle this confusion, Im unable, come and take me away."
"Im going nowhere, on and on. Im getting no where on and on...."
She wont even wanna talk bout it.
Im tired.
I feel like I need to talk to Jamie about whats going on with us. But I dont exactly know what to say. Im always like this. So I usually just never talk about anything. I just go with her flow. But sometimes I get so cranky over this confusion inside my brain.
"I can not find a way to describe it, its there inside. All I do is hide. I wish that it would just go away. What would you do if you knew. All the pain I thought I knew, all the thoughts lead back to you. Back to what was never said. Back and forth inside my head. I cant handle this confusion, Im unable, come and take me away."
"Im going nowhere, on and on. Im getting no where on and on...."
She wont even wanna talk bout it.
Im tired.