Not in order, but what my Friday night looked like.
I'm just a confused little child in this little world that I live in.
AND IN MY WORLD.... everything's perfect. You're happy, I'm happy; we're happy. We can look at each other, smile with each other while laughing at one another and be proud for what we worked for, what we have to show for the time being.
.... snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity...
Look at what you have done, I'm a mess. Maybe I'm accusing you because I'm not sure who is at fault. Why don't you throw down your white flag. Give up, surrender, fall... cave in, tell me it's you who has done wrong, not me. But I don't want you to show your weakness, the bug that drives you crazy. I'm suffering from my own disorder, era of confusion, hurt... and shot down everytime I crawl back. Limping... limping.... limping..... I (probably) don't deserve what is given to me. But I suppose it's a lesson to be learned. These wounds are just too real- it's contradicting. What my brain says NO to, my impulse says YES and vice versa. It's just you I want to get to, but it's too far, yet too close, yet too distant, yet too crowded.
AND IN MY WORLD.... everything's perfect. You're happy, I'm happy; we're happy. We can look at each other, smile with each other while laughing at one another and be proud for what we worked for, what we have to show for the time being.
.... snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity...
Look at what you have done, I'm a mess. Maybe I'm accusing you because I'm not sure who is at fault. Why don't you throw down your white flag. Give up, surrender, fall... cave in, tell me it's you who has done wrong, not me. But I don't want you to show your weakness, the bug that drives you crazy. I'm suffering from my own disorder, era of confusion, hurt... and shot down everytime I crawl back. Limping... limping.... limping..... I (probably) don't deserve what is given to me. But I suppose it's a lesson to be learned. These wounds are just too real- it's contradicting. What my brain says NO to, my impulse says YES and vice versa. It's just you I want to get to, but it's too far, yet too close, yet too distant, yet too crowded.
I wish I could just play the way I want to play.
No rules except mine: c h a n g e
ForTheWin, M.R. was right. Thank You!
It's time I recreated the people I become
and the people that become me.
Fact Of The Day: I failed talent show, LOL.
& you're really not worth it - I'm tired.