Sunday, 15 February 2009
Still alone
I'm addicted to music and parties. I started smoking but i quit when i could no longer afford it. It wasn't that hard. The hardest thing i've ever had to do is say goodbye to my best friend, i still have to see him everyday, it's so hard. We used to hug and laugh and be stupid in town. It saddens me to think we will never share that again. We had so many plans... We were gonna live together and he was gonna faint at all of my big moments, like when i get married or something, I was gonna stop him getting all snooty when he met famous people from his job in the media. But i have to stay positive otherwise i'll go nuts. I'm better off a lone wolf, that way no one can hurt me.
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poetry of the damned
It's not fair.
I don't know who i am.
Why do i feel this way?
I'm never able to be myself. Not really.
There's always a piece locked away.
A secret i won't ever say.
A lie i'll never reveal.
I made a mistake. It cost me everything.
I'll never be the same again.
No one knows who i really am.
He thought he knew me, but he didn't.
She thought she saw me, but she didn't.
What they thought they knew and saw was a shadow of what was real.
Of what i really feel.
I'll never fit in. I'm an outsider. For that i thank God everyday!
Who wants to be cool when that includes getting drunk, smoking and screwing around?
But why does being an outsider have to be so hard?
I am different. More different than you know.
That's the point really... You will never know. Because i will never tell.
untitled
perseverance is what they say my strength is
They must be right
because i got hurt again tonight
Yet i'm still ready to love
Rebound is my second name
But not in the way you might think
I wish i could hate you
But i don't have the strength
One day my heart will not be able to hold on anymore
will not react to heartbreak with immunity
i think today is that day.
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