I’m sitting on the table I’m sitting outside your door I’m becoming who I said I would not Seeking attention more and more I promise I will be different as I really just… Continue reading
Her to him is me to you. Him to me, I suppose we are through
I do not feel I do not see I picture you, as you forget me
It’s hard to be happy, when all you see is ocean. It goes on forever, and I just stay here, once.
I’m picking all the flowers up off of my face, I’m scheduling my appointment with death, So, remember to save the date
I’ll dye my hair black and run around the room, Head full of optimism, but all my hope leads to doom, I’m all dark, in the corner, alone in some random room