Dreamer, just breathe...
imperfect faces staring at me trying to tell me what to do
insecure looks from best friends who cant stand to question what is right
im so sick of everything,everyone
of course theres still the ones i love
but who are the ones that give a shit for me
every day is always the same repetitive moments
dripping with the same nasty thoughts
we all want to get out in this world
but who really can?
so heres to all the loves that will soon be forgotten
and heres to the hearts whom will be forever broken
may the best luck in out perdictable lifes
i only say this to try and get you to understand
about the shines in our eyes that remind us were alive
and if we only live forever
then who will we be anyways?
and also heres to the ones with mascara stains on their pillow, who want it figured out
heres to yoUr life, something not incourprated by jesus,
the only thing you'll ever have
right in the worlds mind, not the empty faces sinking to the way they really want their time to be...
-ME (yeah i did write that,,,)