Monday, 23 February 2009
What do i do?
I don't know what to do! I still have feelings for him and every minute all i can do is wonder if he'll talk to me. I know the answer so why do i even bother? When i try to fall asleep i try to dream about performing live but eventually he turns up in the audience and the plot twists and my dream isn't about my dream it's about my other dream... The one involving him getting on his knees and begging my forgiveness, or you know, just taking me in his arms like he used to and apologising... Urgh!!!!!!! Someone help me!!!!!! Please?!
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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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