<< Looking back [#] `-
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
It
It's disgusting,
It's pathetic,
It, pardon me, but, it plain sucks.
How u just walk out on everything without thinking twice.
How u can still be so alright.
How u tell me to move on with life.
How u tell me to detach.
How u tell me u (actually) feel sad.
How u tell me I should be ok.
How u tell me what not to say.
The way u search for new forms of "high" is painfully detestful.
U'll probably say ur not desperate, just that it's fun, nthn to do w me,
That'll do just fine for me, since i'm so used to it.
But as much as I dun wanna admit it,
I find myself searching too.
After awhile, one realises.
It hurts to be bound like this.
U were everything that set me up "high".
Alcohol is a depressant.
It makes me depressed.
I hate the new silence.
It's ugly, it doesn't belong with us.
It's painfully obvious, it has to go.
Why did u throw love away?
Only to make space for this..
Why did u have to bring it in?
Now it's up to u to bring it out.
<< *take my hand*
9:31 PM
back to the past; *
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