Sep 25, 2005 12:04
If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hand.
I hope you find out what you want.
I already know what I am.
And if it makes you less sad, we'll start talking again.
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am.
I'll grow old and start acting my age.
I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate.
A crown of gold.
A heart that's harder than stone.
And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone.
Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget.
...when is it time to finally give up? When is enough, enough? Maybe I am overreacting. But Im so tired of bullshit. Im tired of being taken for granted. Im tired of giving my all, and getting fucked in the long run. Im tired of not being as important as others in your life. Im tired of caring. Im tired of having my feelings hurt, and not saying anything because you dont take me seriously. I feel empty. This was more like a 13 year relationship. But Im not going to fucking do it anymore. This was the last straw.