Apr 18, 2005 17:12
The walls in my room are slowly falling down.
Bare.
Lonely.
I thought I had more friends than I actually do.
Loner.
Bare skin.
Starting over isn't ever easy.
The sad thing is I am so weak when it comes to change.
I still love you.
I just want a kiss.
"Is there is no more trying to make this so right?
There is no more trying.
And you know its not so easy when you're all alone,
and I wonder if I'm all alone in your head.
We will never be the same until you're done."