Maybe someday I won't be so lonely
I belong in the service of the queen
I belong anywhere but in between
'Cause I deserve a little more
My friend assures me, it's all or nothing
My friend implores me, but for once I'm only
Making exceptions
It does not bother me to say
"This isn't love."
If you don't want to talk about it, then it isn't love
And I guess I'm gonna have to live without
But it's put away now,
I don't really care
'Cause I'm gone from there
I'm just another writer
Burned to the ground.
This CD really is amazing... Somehow it seems I can always turn to it, and it will bend to fit any source of sadness.
I just wish I knew how she was doing. I know I don't really care as desperately as I used to, although I guess that had to be forcibly proven to me. But I still worry. I may never truely understand all she's gone through, but I still empathize. And I don't like not knowing what's going on with her. I dont know why I still feel like that, even though I know that I don't have the emotional strength to even speak to her anymore.
I need to be social tomorrow. I tried to write all day, but I was too isolated and too distracted at the same time. I need to let out some energy, and remind myself I'm alive. Get some endorphins running.
I belong anywhere but in between
'Cause I deserve a little more
My friend assures me, it's all or nothing
My friend implores me, but for once I'm only
Making exceptions
It does not bother me to say
"This isn't love."
If you don't want to talk about it, then it isn't love
And I guess I'm gonna have to live without
But it's put away now,
I don't really care
'Cause I'm gone from there
I'm just another writer
Burned to the ground.
This CD really is amazing... Somehow it seems I can always turn to it, and it will bend to fit any source of sadness.
I just wish I knew how she was doing. I know I don't really care as desperately as I used to, although I guess that had to be forcibly proven to me. But I still worry. I may never truely understand all she's gone through, but I still empathize. And I don't like not knowing what's going on with her. I dont know why I still feel like that, even though I know that I don't have the emotional strength to even speak to her anymore.
I need to be social tomorrow. I tried to write all day, but I was too isolated and too distracted at the same time. I need to let out some energy, and remind myself I'm alive. Get some endorphins running.