Let's all laugh at the dreamer
"I am a dreamer, but when I wake, you can't break my soul, it's my dreams you take."
The dreams which I hoold onto with my last dying breath; which give the strength to carry on when reality becomes too much. My soul is already in tatters... I've lost too much to care anymore.
And then I see it happen to someone else, and I can't say anything because I'm caught inside these silken nightmares. I want to wake up and make this all stop. I want to scream 'till it all goes away. And then I want to walk away. Just leave all my past behind.
"I just see this world through troubled eyes."
I can't cry...I won't. And I can't fucking cut either. Not worth having the entire cast ask me about it. I'm using a ridiculous amount of powder just to cover the scars on my wrists anyway. I know some people have noticed...but nobody ever asks.
And I've lost Jay as well. Saturday was his last day at work. I was sad to see him go... ~sighs~ He understood... He listened. And it really did feel like he cared. Sadly, the understanding came from having lost someone very, very close to him not all that many years ago. But the coping...it's different. He has such a positive outlook on life. He doesn't understanf me all the time... And I can't understand how he can do what he does. But it was a mutual respect.
"And when you go, remember me. Remember us and what we used to be."
The dreams which I hoold onto with my last dying breath; which give the strength to carry on when reality becomes too much. My soul is already in tatters... I've lost too much to care anymore.
And then I see it happen to someone else, and I can't say anything because I'm caught inside these silken nightmares. I want to wake up and make this all stop. I want to scream 'till it all goes away. And then I want to walk away. Just leave all my past behind.
"I just see this world through troubled eyes."
I can't cry...I won't. And I can't fucking cut either. Not worth having the entire cast ask me about it. I'm using a ridiculous amount of powder just to cover the scars on my wrists anyway. I know some people have noticed...but nobody ever asks.
And I've lost Jay as well. Saturday was his last day at work. I was sad to see him go... ~sighs~ He understood... He listened. And it really did feel like he cared. Sadly, the understanding came from having lost someone very, very close to him not all that many years ago. But the coping...it's different. He has such a positive outlook on life. He doesn't understanf me all the time... And I can't understand how he can do what he does. But it was a mutual respect.
"And when you go, remember me. Remember us and what we used to be."