Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Nostalgic, I don't like it.

You almost always pick the best times,
To drop the worst lines.

I buried myself alive on the inside,
So I could shut you out,
And let you go away for a long time

I guess its ok I puked the day away.
I guess its better you trapped yourself in your own way.
And if you want me back,
You're gonna have to ask.

I'm not sure what I want these days. Really.
I'm not sure how I'm supposed to go ahead living like that. Really.
I'm not sure if staying up all night trying to find a reason works out fine. Really.

I buried myself alive on the inside,
So I could shut you out,
And let you go away for a long time...

I guess I should do just that.

posted@1:01 AM

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