Post by behindTHEmask on Nov 7, 2005 19:06:55 GMT -8
I wrote this to a boy I was head over heels for - like you don't even know. I wanted him to be everything, but in the end, I was left with nothing. We've patched things up, now. But we don't talk, really. To be honest, he told me he never read this. Pitty I feel this is my best work, yes?
This is so overplayed.
Turn down the lights, the sad song starts now.
Baby, take a breath –
I’ve got a mouthful of words.
Punch a wall because you’re angry and you don’t know what to say. It’ll take your mind off the pain eating you alive.
Trust me, it’ll give you something else to think about. Experience, boy, experience.
I hate what you do to me.
I love you, but right now I can’t stand the sound of your name.
It hurts. As much as I can’t stand admitting it,
I’m hurt.
One promise broken.
You fade away faster than the sun. Do you take these sudden vacations just to get away? Is there a fog you walk into, and when you’re in a good mood come out and play? Rainy days could clear the sky and I’d still be standing in the pouring rain alone. Take a moment and give me the time of day to answer my biggest question, Why?
And don’t ask me why I have to be like this. I’ve sheltered you long enough. I built up barriers to protect from these words for too long.
You’re abig boy, now.
I’ve held back for so long. I’ve always let you stop me.
Just try now, it won’t get you anywhere.
Can you feel this?
Does cutting one off make it easier for you to walk away?
Then by all means, I apologize.
I’ll give you sympathy because you’re moving. I’m sure it’s hard on you. But boy, you aren’t the only one.
Don’t be selfish, now.
You make me feel so wrong. Like I’ve made the mistake, but I can’t seem to figure it out.
What happened?
At least give me that, and boy, I’llgive you this.
You’re a good kid, awonderful friend. I guess some of us are more naïve.
You have a way with girls. You’re a sweetheart, and you know how to sweep them off their feet.
Far, far away.
Way off to Neverland.
One day, you’ll make some girl veryhappy.
But baby, I’m not that girl.
And I’m sorry that this may hurt. I always promised myself never to tell you that you’ve hurt me. I swore I’d never admit to you that you’ve made me cry. You don’t deserve it.
But I deserve a break.
I can’t keep running.
Someone always told me you have to face your fears.
What are you scared of?
What are you running from?
You’ve faded to black. Right’s have turned wrong. Something’s changed. Pieces have gone away.
Our portrait’s stained and outdated.
You can tell me everyone’s giving you a hard time.
People suck.
I know.
But maybe you’re giving yourself a hard time. Excommunicating yourself from the world.
Don’t be so selfish.
Get over yourself.
No more damn pity parties.
You give people shit, and they give it back.
Welcome to society.
Suuuucks, doesn’t it?
Don’t always think everything is okay.
If you ask me what’s wrong, I’ll say nothing to protect you.
But nothing is still something.
Read my voice.
There are messages beyond the text.
There’s life on the other side.
I’m fickle to you weaving in,
Then out.
And I’m tired of thinking myself sick.
I’ve killed myself mentally,
And this is the only way to breathe again.
I’m sorry if I took your breath away.
This is so overplayed.
Turn down the lights, the sad song starts now.
Baby, take a breath –
I’ve got a mouthful of words.
Punch a wall because you’re angry and you don’t know what to say. It’ll take your mind off the pain eating you alive.
Trust me, it’ll give you something else to think about. Experience, boy, experience.
I hate what you do to me.
I love you, but right now I can’t stand the sound of your name.
It hurts. As much as I can’t stand admitting it,
I’m hurt.
One promise broken.
You fade away faster than the sun. Do you take these sudden vacations just to get away? Is there a fog you walk into, and when you’re in a good mood come out and play? Rainy days could clear the sky and I’d still be standing in the pouring rain alone. Take a moment and give me the time of day to answer my biggest question, Why?
And don’t ask me why I have to be like this. I’ve sheltered you long enough. I built up barriers to protect from these words for too long.
You’re a
I’ve held back for so long. I’ve always let you stop me.
Just try now, it won’t get you anywhere.
Can you feel this?
Does cutting one off make it easier for you to walk away?
Then by all means, I apologize.
I’ll give you sympathy because you’re moving. I’m sure it’s hard on you. But boy, you aren’t the only one.
Don’t be selfish, now.
You make me feel so wrong. Like I’ve made the mistake, but I can’t seem to figure it out.
What happened?
At least give me that, and boy, I’ll
You’re a good kid, a
You have a way with girls. You’re a sweetheart, and you know how to sweep them off their feet.
Far, far away.
Way off to Neverland.
One day, you’ll make some girl very
But baby, I’m not that girl.
And I’m sorry that this may hurt. I always promised myself never to tell you that you’ve hurt me. I swore I’d never admit to you that you’ve made me cry. You don’t deserve it.
But I deserve a break.
I can’t keep running.
Someone always told me you have to face your fears.
What are you scared of?
What are you running from?
You’ve faded to black. Right’s have turned wrong. Something’s changed. Pieces have gone away.
Our portrait’s stained and outdated.
You can tell me everyone’s giving you a hard time.
People suck.
I know.
But maybe you’re giving yourself a hard time. Excommunicating yourself from the world.
Don’t be so selfish.
Get over yourself.
No more damn pity parties.
You give people shit, and they give it back.
Welcome to society.
Suuuucks, doesn’t it?
Don’t always think everything is okay.
If you ask me what’s wrong, I’ll say nothing to protect you.
But nothing is still something.
Read my voice.
There are messages beyond the text.
There’s life on the other side.
I’m fickle to you weaving in,
Then out.
And I’m tired of thinking myself sick.
I’ve killed myself mentally,
And this is the only way to breathe again.
I’m sorry if I took your breath away.
