Jul 31, 2004 19:09
I just now wrote this. It's not really poetry, I guess. It's just something I needed to get out.
Headphones on
Angst blasting through my brain
I'm a hypocrite
And I hate myself for it
But this world has created that hypocrite
Because I know she heard
what she wanted to hear
I know she's relieved
I know she'll sleep easier
I hate the world for creating me
I hate the world for making me lie
I'm chicken shit and I'm amazed you're still talking to me
Don't you realize how flawed I am
Why aren't you afraid I'll rub off on you
Why are you asking me what to do
Can't you see I'm drowning just the same as you
I'm helping to save you from yourself
But who's here to save me from me
I want someone to catch me when I fall
But there's nothing but space below me
I'm hanging on
Because I'm to scared to let go
No one's here and no one's there
This song is keeping me alive
I don't know what will happen when it ends
I'm not going to think about that
Right now all that matters is this song
All that matters is that someone else knows how it feels
Please don't let this song end
Please don't let it end
Wait till I feel less tainted
Wait till I'm ready take over the world again
Wait till I know I'm beautiful
Wait till I know other people care
Wait till the light no longer hurts
Don't take my slim existence away from me until I'm ready to grow again.
Comments would be appreciated.