living in the back of my head, there she sits.
i'm just afraid. and i don't think about it much anymore. the way she said she'd do it, but she'd lived too long, she was too committed to life. she said she'd just kill herself to make it all make sense. she was always a liar. and i was always a dream.
far away and years later, i don't think about it much anymore. the things that used to define me. who i am and who i will be and who i wont be. i just don't think about it much anymore. i guess this happens sometimes, but i never though it could happen to me. i never thought i would stop thinking. i never thought i would just feel, instead.
far away and years later, i don't think about it much anymore. the things that used to define me. who i am and who i will be and who i wont be. i just don't think about it much anymore. i guess this happens sometimes, but i never though it could happen to me. i never thought i would stop thinking. i never thought i would just feel, instead.