I really don't think anybody knows
what I see and hear, or the way i feel
The voices in my head, everything slows
follow me they will- wait, is this even real?
They tell me what to do, waiting for' slip
"stop fighting us" they say. "You're not good enough".
No one can hear them-except me- don't lose grip
go away please. I can't keep up this bluff
I see them now; haunting me ev'ryday
Every step I take, evry breath, I make
they're out there-hungry-stalking- Dare I say,
prisoner of my mind, am I awake?
too late now- my body sinks like heavy lead
in the ocean, voices in my head
Saturday, March 20, 2010
I'm Done.
I suddenly started crying
Maybe because I thought you could be different;
Maybe because I looked to up this person, put them on a pedastal
that was my biggest mistake; their biggest mistake
they let me down
Maybe i let myself down
The tears staining my notebook
People starring
Maybe it's because I put so much
into every relationship and friendship I have
and I don't get the same token in return
Maybe it's my fault
Maybe it's because i'm so sensitive that i'm living in a skewed reality
"You're too nice" they tell me.
The nice ones get taken advantage of.
Maybe I was stupid to think
it could all go back to the way it use to be.
Like an open wound, healed again
I could conquer the jungle gym
and w'ed all be kids; w'ed laugh,w'ed cry
and they'd fix it.They always fix it.
and everything would be so simple
Maybe it's you, and your indifference
I talk and you dont care
or maybe it's you, you worry about me too much
Maybe it's 'cause I love all of you; and none of you cared enough to notice.
A lady approaches me, asking me if i'm okay
I respond, "are you okay? is everyone here okay?"
She stares at me dumbfounded. I slowly get up.
I walk away, tears streaming down my face.
Maybe because I thought you could be different;
Maybe because I looked to up this person, put them on a pedastal
that was my biggest mistake; their biggest mistake
they let me down
Maybe i let myself down
The tears staining my notebook
People starring
Maybe it's because I put so much
into every relationship and friendship I have
and I don't get the same token in return
Maybe it's my fault
Maybe it's because i'm so sensitive that i'm living in a skewed reality
"You're too nice" they tell me.
The nice ones get taken advantage of.
Maybe I was stupid to think
it could all go back to the way it use to be.
Like an open wound, healed again
I could conquer the jungle gym
and w'ed all be kids; w'ed laugh,w'ed cry
and they'd fix it.They always fix it.
and everything would be so simple
Maybe it's you, and your indifference
I talk and you dont care
or maybe it's you, you worry about me too much
Maybe it's 'cause I love all of you; and none of you cared enough to notice.
A lady approaches me, asking me if i'm okay
I respond, "are you okay? is everyone here okay?"
She stares at me dumbfounded. I slowly get up.
I walk away, tears streaming down my face.
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