Yes, i got teary-eyed. yes I got mad.
It felt how it was supposed to feel..right?
You were so delightful..didn't I tell you that.
That I liked seeing you?
You wanted to hang. Oh, but i forgot if it's out of your way..it's not worth it..
I can't keep chasing you..when you're not even opening your arms for me to run into.
I'm not worth it.
I wanted you. I want you...
& you just let me slip through your fingers without a care.
I think I have to let you go..sooner than later. I can't keep you on my mind, when others are waiting for a chance..
All I wanted was to have a chance with you.
I could've fallen for you, & you will never have any idea, how great it would've been, what i would've done to ensure that you were always happy.You will never have any idea, how many times i've text you my feelings or whatever..that i've never sent..
You will never know how my eyes lit up like no other when you came into view, or when I said your name it was like i was saying "OH, A SHOOTING STAR!" or the way my heart raced when I knew I was going to see you..or how I couldn't stop biting my lip when I spoke with you on the phone...
You will never know, will you..& to be honest with myself, unless I am completely off-base somehow..you don't really even care..
I turned into that girl.The girl, that you like having around, when you're lonely, but don't really care about the words or the feelings.
Im the girl, that is begging to be bruised..but not broken..& here she is..crying over small stupid things, I let you get my hopes up, & you probably didn't even stop to think how any of your actions would affect me..its not that you're cold-hearted..it's just..im not the girl, you want to waste anything on..but you were the guy that I wanted to spend all my time with.
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vineri, 25 decembrie 2009
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duminică, 20 decembrie 2009
It*s my*life.. my body, & the way I choose to live with it, whether to drink, smoke... ANYTHING..it*s my decision & mine alone.
We're no better than anyone else.. you try & live accordingly..but the thing is there is always a catch there is always a way to worm your way or what you say around something, around the rules... you bend..& I break.. because, I chose to dance to a different beat.. to paint with different colors..to look at this world..the world that I was also given to express myself & was given free agency to choose my own mistakes or make my own strengths.. I believe in God, just maybe not the way you do...
Yea, I am angry, i am more than pissed off, but not at the world.. at myself..& its because I can*t blame anyone right..I can*t sit here & say you pushed me over the age..why is it hard to realize that people are different.. I am different!
I am me.. Im not the thinniest.. Im not the prettiest, im not the smartest girl...accept me.. for who I am & not tell me who I am..because I am the only one who gets to decide that. I am the only who gets to tell me who & who I am not...| 1 comentarii |
