Mar 04, 2006 23:38
Well once again nothing went my way. Everything back fired and everyone else got what they wanted. Melissa got jackshit...as usual. Thats what nice guys usually get...nothing. At this point I'm tired of everything..Tired of friends, tired of people, tired of everyone else getting what they want. I'm tired of getting shit on, tired of crying, tired of being mad, tired of feeling miserable. Tired of everyone else being happy while I sit in corner and watch the world pass me by. Some times I just wanna scream from the top of my lungs, to let everyone know what I'm feeling, but I don't I just quietly take it all in, because I know if I do, someone will get mad at me.
I wanna be numb...I wanna stop drowning in emotions...I wanna crawl in a hole.
Why can I be happy like everyone else...because it always gets ruined.
Guess what FUCK THE WORLD right now...because I'm miserable bastard nothing matters to me.
I'm glad you got your fuckin life I'm glad you got everything you wanted...but remember me...the one who stands behind you in your motherfucking shadow. No, I bet you don't. I'm only there when you need me, a shoulder to lean on, a body to support you. Where were you when I needed it...no where around. You were there in the beginning, but now you're turned tail and ran away. I have nothing left to say. It all seems clearer now. Like soot getting wiped away from glass. I use to see the future in your eyes but its getting bleak now.
Nothing goes my way...I guess I should get use to the idea.
Reflection
Blindfolded only to hear blank words of crooked smiles.
Crawling out of my skin to see a broken reflection of myself.
Sacrifices at the altar.
Pull the trigger, end this illusion.
A black candle burns for your cold heart.
A single choir sings for your every sin.
So banish me, erase the demons.
I see you gray eyes wink at the blade.
This breath of life and I'll watch you burn.
Thirteen locks the door, thirteen steps to break your smile.
Blindfolded only to hear blank words of crooked smiles.
Crawling out of my skin to see a broken reflection of myself.
Sacrificed at the altar.
Pull the trigger.