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spider, spider, come to me
what a tangled web you weave
beauty, silver, laced with dew
soft and fragile, strong, for you
hold me, hold me, wrap me tight
please don't let me fall tonight
carry me above the stars
above the sky, above the scars
take me far, so far away,
where there is no night nor day
spider, spider, spin your snare
catch me, drag me, please, just care
.............
gosh ... don't know where that came from. i wonder why she didn't reply? maybe she's read this. and she'd only be angry that she was right and i wasn't eating. but i am, so she's wrong anyway. i eat too much. and the other she said i'm so thin. i'm not. why did she lie? i trust her, more than most, so so much, and she lied, and she lied and i don't know why. that's even before i told her. before i told her everything. and i just wish they'd tell the truth and i could tell myself the truth and stop lying what reflects before me. and she's in my head, every day, all the time, the words come from nowhere, but there's so little effect they just keep getting louder and louder and i only wish i could reach her standards.
why is everyone else so at ease with living, with being sociable, with family and friends and everything, and i feel like i'm drifting, aimlessly, without anything or anybody and i really just don't know anymore.
*smile*
what a tangled web you weave
beauty, silver, laced with dew
soft and fragile, strong, for you
hold me, hold me, wrap me tight
please don't let me fall tonight
carry me above the stars
above the sky, above the scars
take me far, so far away,
where there is no night nor day
spider, spider, spin your snare
catch me, drag me, please, just care
.............
gosh ... don't know where that came from. i wonder why she didn't reply? maybe she's read this. and she'd only be angry that she was right and i wasn't eating. but i am, so she's wrong anyway. i eat too much. and the other she said i'm so thin. i'm not. why did she lie? i trust her, more than most, so so much, and she lied, and she lied and i don't know why. that's even before i told her. before i told her everything. and i just wish they'd tell the truth and i could tell myself the truth and stop lying what reflects before me. and she's in my head, every day, all the time, the words come from nowhere, but there's so little effect they just keep getting louder and louder and i only wish i could reach her standards.
why is everyone else so at ease with living, with being sociable, with family and friends and everything, and i feel like i'm drifting, aimlessly, without anything or anybody and i really just don't know anymore.
*smile*