Should get some new notebooks
And probably a new heart to match
Should forget all those tender looks
And rip apart all those notes from math
I ended it
Now I should forget it
Too bad that's too difficult
Now that it's over, I can't really pick out any faults
Might find something to occupy my time
While I heal from my own cuts
Cept that my mind keeps converting to anything but sublime
Too bad I can't force it to shut
Out any old memories
Cuz they keep flooding in
And they're drowning me
Should rip up this paper and gouge my eyes out with this pen
Too bad I'm afraid
Of how it'll effect those who surround me
Although my presence is yet but to fade
My invisability
Bled me dry with his love
So I surrendered
Nothing more I could give to be of
Assistance, so I rekindered
My hate for his lack
of everything there ever was
My hate for his knack
Of making me laugh just beacause
And I still love him
But it's over
Time will tell, or so they say, maby I'll recover
From this awful ******** that I've made
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