Jan 18, 2006 06:37
Looking at the fragile pieces
Of her broken mirror,
She finally saw what she really looked like;;
Shattered with permanent scars.
Well, what am I supposed to think?
You're like the king of mixed signals.
One day you can't stand me;;
And the next day you can't get enough of me.
The last bitter pills glides down her throat.
Replaying those words: "I hope you choke."
Shedding her tears with a wish to die fast.
All because forever didn't seem to last;;
Words are bullets
There’s a line of black water coming from her eye
He’s won;; now it’s not a tie.
She always said she didn’t care and she was strong
I guess now its proven that she was dead wrong
He got the best of her and didn’t care
They're right when they say life’s not fair
All I wanted to do today was collapse in someone's arms and cry;;
But there wasn't anyone there to catch me...
Why PRETEND to LOVE?
Why PRETEND to LAUGH?
Why PRETEND to LiVE?
...I'm DEAD inside...
Look upon the smile of the girl with the depression and despair,
Stare into the eyes of the girl who wishes she wasn't there;;
And make it all go away.
Sometimes I can feel myself get dizzy
As I try to hold in the pain
Holding in the scream coming up my throat
And as I let it out
I can feel my heart break
All because of you and the things you had to say
//I'm not in a good mood... What can I say?