I wake myself and scrtach my head Pull off the sheets and get out of bed It feels like a dream and I try to make sense Life seems like an illususion and I'm on the fence Bewteen believeing what I see And feeling the proper way I wont let people in Because my sanitys gone away You cant help me You say you can try But in all reality I'm left here to die I can go by each day and play the same ******** tune Acting like I'm fine But really feel consumed this is my written confession About lifes obsession I'm tired on learning the same ******** lesson. and with one last profanity I end the god damn session Unedited. Copyright june/26/06.
[Skill] · Tue Jun 27, 2006 @ 03:35am · 1 Comments |