Everywhere
Tortured and tormented daily by thoughts of you
The thoughts and memories NEVER ceases to haunt me
I can't escape the sick demented sight of you
Because i see you in every other bastard walking the streets!
The same creepy eyes that stare me down
I try not to look for the reflect my shame
The same scent I smell on you, twisting my insides in every which way
The same disgusting smile you'd smile
Knowing you've gotten under my skin
I see this in all of them
And i can't help but to feel paranoid
Always having to watch my back
So many people remind me of you
Sometimes I'm not really sure that it is you
I'm not sure that I can go back to living a life
Because now
My head's fogged and fucked up daily by thoughts of you
Causing me to waste away my hate-filled tears
Self esteem_low as can be
Resulting in insecurities going on for years
All I can see are my impurities-I'm tainted-I'm the child whore
Now I fear walking the streets because i'll see you in someone
Or something, you're EVERYWHERE, you're immortal
.................................................................
the bastard called again. it was funny. this is how it went
me:hello?
bastard:who's this?
me: uh...who's this?
bastard:Dao?
as i heard him say my name i knew it was him so i gave the phone to my brother. when my brother said hello, there was a pause and he hung up. My brother was like"that was strange"
yes, strange indeed.
EDIT: i am no longer amused. the bastard just called again. man just quit it. he asked if anyone was home. i lied, so sue me!
The thoughts and memories NEVER ceases to haunt me
I can't escape the sick demented sight of you
Because i see you in every other bastard walking the streets!
The same creepy eyes that stare me down
I try not to look for the reflect my shame
The same scent I smell on you, twisting my insides in every which way
The same disgusting smile you'd smile
Knowing you've gotten under my skin
I see this in all of them
And i can't help but to feel paranoid
Always having to watch my back
So many people remind me of you
Sometimes I'm not really sure that it is you
I'm not sure that I can go back to living a life
Because now
My head's fogged and fucked up daily by thoughts of you
Causing me to waste away my hate-filled tears
Self esteem_low as can be
Resulting in insecurities going on for years
All I can see are my impurities-I'm tainted-I'm the child whore
Now I fear walking the streets because i'll see you in someone
Or something, you're EVERYWHERE, you're immortal
.................................................................
the bastard called again. it was funny. this is how it went
me:hello?
bastard:who's this?
me: uh...who's this?
bastard:Dao?
as i heard him say my name i knew it was him so i gave the phone to my brother. when my brother said hello, there was a pause and he hung up. My brother was like"that was strange"
yes, strange indeed.
EDIT: i am no longer amused. the bastard just called again. man just quit it. he asked if anyone was home. i lied, so sue me!