Dec 28, 2006 16:43
I'm sick of thinking that you're still with her.
Filling all my thought with why's and how's.
Can't you see that I still doubt.
Doubt that this is true.
Of course I love you.
But what is on my mind is are you still in love with at the same time as you say you love me.
I'd rather die a thousand death then have someone say they cheated on me again.
I'm sick of saying sorry when It's not my fault.
It's my fault for everything I can't escape.
It's my fault for not letting you love me.
It's not my fault for loving you.
Cause I really do love you.
Pause for a moment and look at what I've become.
I've become that person that says sorry for every little thing.
I have turned into the person that freaks over every little thing.
The one that can't go anywhere and is stuck guled to the computer sceen looking at everything she won't have.
It soo sad.
I'm the never will be and never has been
I have no talet exept being a fan of people i'll probally never be.
CashDolla is love.
Clanestine is sex.
But what am I.
Crashing Hearts instead of Cars.
She died so many years ago and now my grandma thinks i'm her.
I'm not her.
I will never be.
I think that's why i look up to crys so much because she lives and yet besty died.
If angels could fall from Heaven Crys would be that one angel.
So Much for saying sorry.