people are just people, they shouldn't make you nervous.
I miss you.
Believe me when I say that.
[I don't think you do.]
I miss you so much my heart aches.
It's weird to me how long it's been since I've seen a number of people. It used to seem weird not to see some people everyday. It slowly progressed to weeks, and now months. There are moments such as now that I can't stand this. There's other times when I tell myself it's for the best or that's how it's supposed to be. It's been ages since I've been surround by a large number of people where everyone actually liked each other. Someone's always whispering behind your back and it's all so childish.
I want to see you just for a moment. Just to tell you all the things that have been racing through my mind. However when the moment comes you'll ask some question like "whats up?" or "how's life?" and the only thing I'll be able to mutter is "nothing" or "okay". This is the truth as well. I'm dying to come up with something to tell people more interesting when they ask me questions, to spark some sort of conversation. I've failed you all miserably in this way numerous times. It's the truth though, my life is a repetitive cycle of school and work.
I find myself unable to even breathe around people lately, so much as speak. I want to make a good impression so bad as of late. To fit in with people that I most likely will find myself around a lot because of certain circumstances....or simply because it would be nice to find people who actually enjoy my company. Yet this seems so hypocritical of me. I always thought that if someone didn't like me, then, tough that's their problem.
I want so bad to be good at something. Something other then being awkward. That's not a good thing to be good at. Everyone I know has something their good at or at least I can see that they have talent in anyways, even if they don't choose to believe it. I don't know if you're all being modest, but you're so very talented and beautiful, and that's the truth.
"And people make you nervous
You'd think the world was ending
And everybody's features
Have somehow started blending
And everything is plastic
And everyone's sarcastic
And all your food is frozen
It needs to be defrosted
You'd think the world was ending
You'd think the world was ending
You'd think the world was ending right now"
Believe me when I say that.
[I don't think you do.]
I miss you so much my heart aches.
It's weird to me how long it's been since I've seen a number of people. It used to seem weird not to see some people everyday. It slowly progressed to weeks, and now months. There are moments such as now that I can't stand this. There's other times when I tell myself it's for the best or that's how it's supposed to be. It's been ages since I've been surround by a large number of people where everyone actually liked each other. Someone's always whispering behind your back and it's all so childish.
I want to see you just for a moment. Just to tell you all the things that have been racing through my mind. However when the moment comes you'll ask some question like "whats up?" or "how's life?" and the only thing I'll be able to mutter is "nothing" or "okay". This is the truth as well. I'm dying to come up with something to tell people more interesting when they ask me questions, to spark some sort of conversation. I've failed you all miserably in this way numerous times. It's the truth though, my life is a repetitive cycle of school and work.
I find myself unable to even breathe around people lately, so much as speak. I want to make a good impression so bad as of late. To fit in with people that I most likely will find myself around a lot because of certain circumstances....or simply because it would be nice to find people who actually enjoy my company. Yet this seems so hypocritical of me. I always thought that if someone didn't like me, then, tough that's their problem.
I want so bad to be good at something. Something other then being awkward. That's not a good thing to be good at. Everyone I know has something their good at or at least I can see that they have talent in anyways, even if they don't choose to believe it. I don't know if you're all being modest, but you're so very talented and beautiful, and that's the truth.
"And people make you nervous
You'd think the world was ending
And everybody's features
Have somehow started blending
And everything is plastic
And everyone's sarcastic
And all your food is frozen
It needs to be defrosted
You'd think the world was ending
You'd think the world was ending
You'd think the world was ending right now"