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Picture me perfect.
You don’t see anymore.
I cant tell whats real.
Look at my eyes.
Your killing me.
I don’t know now.
I don’t know how.
You will lose me,
And im more important then you realize.
You are gone, lost. As am i.
Im really ready to leave, inside.
Aren’t I?
Maybe I should meet someone new
The past is only pain.
Re accruing decisions, mistakes.
I cant take.
Im drained, im cold, im lost.
This is the story of my life.
Its time for me to shine.
Alone. However long time, shows.
Reality is setting in, im losing it.
Because of you.
Why am I blinded, why?
By you.
Mistake? I don’t know.
I will move on, time will show.
I swear to god that I will not be hurt.
I will not get heartbroken, in the end.
Im sick of pretend
What is real, what isn’t?
My confusion will soon subside me
And I will be clean.
Everything that was will be clear.
Ill finally realize which direction to steer.
After bruises and scrapes, I will make it. Alive.
And I will have my pride, beside me.
Inside me, I will not be misunderstood.
I will not be buried, in you.
Im not afraid, I know I can.
Im over what I want and what I don’t want.
I will deal with this shameful situation
I will deal with its pictures, its colors.
I will paint my own way.
Through each new scene.
Each new sunset.
I will rise. High.
I will build myself to something wonderful
I will make it, I own my soul.
Watch me. It will be beautiful.
June142006
You don’t see anymore.
I cant tell whats real.
Look at my eyes.
Your killing me.
I don’t know now.
I don’t know how.
You will lose me,
And im more important then you realize.
You are gone, lost. As am i.
Im really ready to leave, inside.
Aren’t I?
Maybe I should meet someone new
The past is only pain.
Re accruing decisions, mistakes.
I cant take.
Im drained, im cold, im lost.
This is the story of my life.
Its time for me to shine.
Alone. However long time, shows.
Reality is setting in, im losing it.
Because of you.
Why am I blinded, why?
By you.
Mistake? I don’t know.
I will move on, time will show.
I swear to god that I will not be hurt.
I will not get heartbroken, in the end.
Im sick of pretend
What is real, what isn’t?
My confusion will soon subside me
And I will be clean.
Everything that was will be clear.
Ill finally realize which direction to steer.
After bruises and scrapes, I will make it. Alive.
And I will have my pride, beside me.
Inside me, I will not be misunderstood.
I will not be buried, in you.
Im not afraid, I know I can.
Im over what I want and what I don’t want.
I will deal with this shameful situation
I will deal with its pictures, its colors.
I will paint my own way.
Through each new scene.
Each new sunset.
I will rise. High.
I will build myself to something wonderful
I will make it, I own my soul.
Watch me. It will be beautiful.
June142006