I cannot help itI cant stop my beating heart.I cannot help it
It surely beats for you. All I ever wanted was to take your hand. I could never be the one for you.
Nothing left for me here yet I linger. Holding onto what could have been. Makking life harder to bare.
Each day is a new depth, that I dive to without you.
I can't seem to find myself. In this hole, I'm here alone. And here to stay.
The love, for me it has disapeared, And shall never return to me to bloom again.
what i believeIt's been along time since I stayed up all night to listen to the birds sing to me in the morning. I don't know if your awake or not but I'm going to continue talking anyways, you see Ive been rolling things around in my head for so long so long I forgot why, and who I was I forgot many things, things people never think they'd forget. In our society we are suppose to search for our true meaning, what we want to be or do and I have struggled with these questions for a long timewhat i believe
but its apparent to me that I have been going about this all wrong you see I thought if I picked the wrong thing I would ruin my life or if i went to school I wo
Because of themA scared, weak, trembling child, screaming for the world to stop. When all he wants is to know why? Why they tease him? Why they taunt him ? What was it he did wrong ?Because of them
In the years of pain he listens Forming to there ever whim Creating a new person that they want Someone He's not
He was never mean, never bad never frightening before.
but now they've twisted him, contorted him, shaped him, into something they thought he was.
He is now who they wanted him to be Crazy, Hurtful, Angry, Psychotic, Frightening, Terrified, Alon
the things I thinkI lay awake in my bed thinking that the second I close my eyes a madman will explode through the glass and plunge his cold angry steel in to me again and again. So I don't close my eyes three hours four hours, more and more time slipping away and all I do is hope for morning. All the time I lay and pray for sleep I think, nonstop thoughts shooting through my mind piercing my brain every time. Self-Hatered, Anger, Loneliness, Primal Fear, Lust........ Lust for happiness, Envy those who have what I can only dream of. People who have everything and they just waste it..... THEY HAVE WHAT I WANT AND they waste it, they have everything I could wishthe things I think
that bitch
XO,
Anna
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All the best
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