This feeling in my stomach seems sickeningly familiar.
I don't know how I got here. Again.
I don't know how to fix it. Again.
I don't think I deserve this. Again.
Why is it all my fault? Again.
I don't know what to say. Again.
I'll just put on a happy face. Again.
I'll hope it will be better tomorrow. Again.
But on second thought, it's not the same as it was.
No the cuts will be much deeper this time.
I'll know how to handle it this time.
But who knows if a solution would present itself again?
I have a better idea.
Let's just have it be over.
Be better again.
I'm trying.
I really am.
Forgive me my trespasses and I'll forgive yours.
Songs of the Day:
This Love - Maroon 5
What We Hate, We Make - The Rocket Summer
Hallelujah - Rufus Wainwright
Tessellate - Tokyo Police Club
Trouble is a Friend - Lenka
Monday, July 13, 2009
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