| I was going through old notebooks tonight looking for one I could use for classes tomorrow and I found some interesting randoms written about. Rhyming notes back and forth between me and Derek, all stone out when he'd come to Biology with me. Notes about what happened in the dreams I had, trippy stuff. Lyrics. Rambling feelings. And a random note like this: "I wouldn't know opportunity if it raped me in broad daylight." It's fun to look through old stuff. |
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| "i'll be sure to stay wary of you, love... to save the pain of once my flame and twice my burn..." |
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| "i don't want to go back, i just want to go home..."
and i will very soon. |
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| When I’m done with thinking, then I’m done with you.
When I’m done with crying, then I’m done with you.
When I feel so tired, then I’m done with you.
Everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way
And I do.
You can’t hear it, but I do.
You can’t hear it, but I do.
You’re trying to convince me that what I’ve done’s not right.
I get so frustrated, I stay up every night.
You ask me for an answer, and I’m so tired and I’m up in the air.
Everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way
And I do.
You can’t hear it, but I do.
You can’t hear it, but I’m feeling this way just because you say
I will be ignored.
I will be denied.
I could be erased.
I could be brushed aside
I will get scared, and I will get shoved down,
But I feel like I do because you push me around.
I’m starting to ignore you, I’ve doubted you so long.
I’m tired of overthinking, I know you don’t belong.
Now I’m asking questions - no one pushes me around.
Everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way -
And I do.
You can’t hear it, but I do.
You don’t seem angry, but I do.
I do. |
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| i just walked my eye into the closet door. ow. |
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