Nov 06, 2004 16:08
some poems i wrote in camp...one really sucks.
Change for you...?
Morbid feelings and a glass of hate/with three withered words/and three lies./You could never accept me for me/In my heart/ i've just died/I feel your hand take mine/ I never wanna let go/I told you who i was[and you never wanted me]/Change me slowly, i never want to be the same/I loved/ you for who you are/and you/loved me for who i could never be/ Why can't you take me now?/For all your malice and/ all your hate/you tell me a sweet lie/[I'll love you forever]/So what the fuck/Happened to us?/Do you just want to destroy me?/I'm not what you want, but i am who you need/ Just live through my faults.
H[ypo]c[rit]
"Whatever happens, I want you to be Honest with me"
Why could you necer follow your own words?/was it the pain that it caused?/All the things you could've[should've[didn't]] said/ All those "I love you" lies/does it all end right now?/ With a simple lie you've killed my soul/In a way you have a grip on me/ I hope i have a grip around your throat/Why couldn't i be/just like him?/Touch my face/as you say your last lie/let your lips graze mine/say you're sorry/and help me tie this noose around my/..../neck
I fucked your mother in the asshole last night
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