Apr 11, 2007 13:38
Your birthday is this weekend you still havent told me what you want...
You still cant give me what i want. When i told you what i wanted
you ignored me and said its for the best.. Where has the good come in?
What i want i have always wanted what i have always said...
What i want to do shouldnt matter any more on this weekend then it does
any other weekend. what if i would have stayed, what if i would have fought
it out? What if you listened all the other days of the year that i preached
what it is i want? It wouldnt matter you cant give it to me. What do i want?
You took it all away... I cant say how things would have been different for me
if things had gone the way i wanted... You and every one else want to look at me with
understanding eyes but you dont understand... you dont get it you dont live it. I want what
no one can give me find your solice in theres not a thing you can do about it.
What i want i am afraid i lost and im afraid ill never get back. What i lost is more than you can make up for! what i lost i would have kept if you would have listened...It dosent matter now... The sun as revoloved around the earth once again and once again you didnt listen to me. It was all taken away from me early. They all took it. And i hate them for doing it and i hate what i think about it.
Other thoughts
She may have been beautiful and I hated her. I hated her when she spun in circles and smiled, and when she kissed every one on the cheek and felt such a genuine love for them. I hated her when she "nursed" a sick animal, when she played, when she smiled, when she was happy. I hated her! I ran away from her on purpose! I kicked her in the teeth and watched her flowers fall to the ground in a pool of her own blood. I watched her cry and beg for me to stay but i didnt....i ran... I looked back to see her bright face fade into the wind, then i knew i was too far for her to catch up and I stopped. I never looked back again. She was gone, too far away to catch up and seek me out, too hurt and stained to forgive me. I walked casually and i walked far, I walked with new beginnings in mind and i walked neither forward nor backward. I just walked. She came back to haunt me, the ghostly bright eyed girl i killed. She came to remind me she was there, she came to remind me i loved her once. She didnt forgive me. Instead she reaked havic that only she could, she tore me apart and left me lying in a pool of my own blood.