Jun 08, 2006 21:13
During the lowest points of our lives, we think of how things would be different if we tried. But right now I just need to see my friends. Honestly, Im fucking dead without them. And again my heart has dropped to my feet ( My hearts dropped to my feet, its dropped to my feet) when I realized that Im not what people think I should be (Im not what you think I am, and Ill never be what you want me to be). And again I can hardly fucking breathe (I cant fucking breathe, cant you fucking see?). Ive only got myself to blame for this defeat. I cant compete with defeat. Tomorrow will be different. From now on Ill take those risks, I say it over in my head with a heart full of hope and two clenched fists. This time Ill try not to fuck it up. But who am I kidding? Ive always lived this way. The air is getting colder and this town isnt helping. It is such a fucking waste when another days another problem faced. Right now Ive got a song in my head. Right now, Ive got a pen in my hand. Right now, Im going to let it all out. And they still wont understand.
I dont give a fuck what anyone thinks.
And I am not sorry.