Lost ;P
Look around, people are turning away.
You Dont know or care to see what their looking at.
Your looking in the back, to the things forgotten.
You dont care about the new interest, you prefer the way it's been
Well I'm sorry to inform you, but soon you'll realize you've been left behind.
And traded in.
Is it more important to be who you are and were, or to become who you should be, or want to be. Either way you dont see yourself happy, or comfortable.. Your just awkward, always have been, always will be.
I just want to stop, and call out to you, to come back.. ALl of you.. But it's like my voice it broken, or you've gone deaf...
As more time and space drifts between us, as people grow apart, and come togther, I stay in the same place as I have been since day one...
Destined to be alone, to change friends and crowds as the winds of intrest blows my way.
No longer then two years, have I had the same friends, before they left me behind...
I fear the winds of change are shifting agian, I fear it is about to come to the great span of lonlieness that i suffered before... And it's my fault.. That I cant change with them.
Is it that I'm stubborn or stupid?
Maybe its the fact that I dont care enough, Im apathetic, and lazy.
"When I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself" But I never am by myself, yet always alone.
-Ramblings of a man on the brink of insanity.
You Dont know or care to see what their looking at.
Your looking in the back, to the things forgotten.
You dont care about the new interest, you prefer the way it's been
Well I'm sorry to inform you, but soon you'll realize you've been left behind.
And traded in.
Is it more important to be who you are and were, or to become who you should be, or want to be. Either way you dont see yourself happy, or comfortable.. Your just awkward, always have been, always will be.
I just want to stop, and call out to you, to come back.. ALl of you.. But it's like my voice it broken, or you've gone deaf...
As more time and space drifts between us, as people grow apart, and come togther, I stay in the same place as I have been since day one...
Destined to be alone, to change friends and crowds as the winds of intrest blows my way.
No longer then two years, have I had the same friends, before they left me behind...
I fear the winds of change are shifting agian, I fear it is about to come to the great span of lonlieness that i suffered before... And it's my fault.. That I cant change with them.
Is it that I'm stubborn or stupid?
Maybe its the fact that I dont care enough, Im apathetic, and lazy.
"When I drink alone, I prefer to be by myself" But I never am by myself, yet always alone.
-Ramblings of a man on the brink of insanity.