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you ignored me when i needed you....


[Finnish me off-] [be there-] [crying kid-] [damn-] [untitled-] [sleepless-] [no answer-]


Finnish me off-


finnish me off
youre almost done anyway
you took my life
you stole my soul.
i could have been happy.
we could have been friends
but you fucked it up for both of us
now your the one laughing
and i sit and cry
i wish i could hurt you
make you feel like i did
every day i have to think
what it would be like had i never met you
i cant open my mouth to say what youve done


be there-


you said you'd be there for me
you lied
fuck you
you said that you cared for me
you never even tried
fuck you
i wasted my time on you
i cared
i was there
you ignored me when i needed you
fuck you



crying kid-


acknowledge not what you see
what is i hide inside
i only be to please you
i smother the girl who cried
the child cried out for her friends
she cried out for her dad
she longed to be like all of them
but gave up the chance she had
every day and every night
alone in the corner she cried
the thoughts that came all made her sick
untill at last she died
and although dead she stayed alive
where no one knew she hid
and so the shield grew up around her
and smothered the crying kid



damn-


Why do I dwell on the bad things
And focus on what hurt
Why cant I remember the good things
Why am I even writeing this
Where does all the complaining get me
Where does the crying lead
When will all the bullshit end
So I can remember to be happy
Why do I want everyone to know
Why do I want them to see
Why do I never tell them
Why do I ask so many questions
How come i cant get over
All the shit thats happened to me
And why do I even bother
To ask this paper why
Where does that get me but here
Damn




It's funny how we tend to notice only little things
The one drop of dew,
The only one that doesn't sparkle
It's funy how it's hard to cry when something truely
hurts
But tears come so easily
When its other peoples pain
It's funny how we hear the critizism
Ignoreing the compliments and then deny we do it
It's funny that we say it's funny
When were truely only in denial



sleepless-


My body will not sleep
my body will not rest
my head's afraid of the nightmares
and the pressure in my chest.

There's too many thoughts there anyway
too many remebered threats
too many childhood memorys
catching bugs with butterfly nets.

Too many possibilities
too many thoughts of what could be
too many recent fun times
as I think about you and me.

I will never settle
I will never rest
my head is afraid of the nightmares
and the pressure in my chest.




no answer-


How can I explain it?
The feeling I get inside.
The whispers in my head.
The things that only I understand.
The total confusion.
How can I define-
The loss of words.
The absence of love.
The presance of hate.
My secret thoughts,
That noone else hears.
How can one soul shed so much light on another,
And become the difference between life and death?
How come there are so many questions, and yet not one
of them has an answer?



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