I dont know how else to live. Its not fun to feel like this. I hate it. It hurts inside. But you dont know because I cant talk about it. I wish I could show you how I feel, but I cant. Its not that easy, Ive turned into well I guess you could say the real me. It doesnt show on the outisde so you dont really understand what Im talking about. I shouldnt be around anyone when Im mysllef. I might hurt someone. I guess you can say the real me lives on the dark site. The light side was burned in flames and now there is nothing left. Its ok though because I knew this would happen. Im sick of this. I hate my life.
You say you will always come back to me and I know its true but i’m sorry to say I will never come back for you, this mistakes I made will brand me for life and I must accept my consequences no matter how difficult they may be. You probably don’t understand, I wouldn’t expect you to, I’m living the life I was taught to. Make mistakes, pay the consequences, walk away, no emotions and no apologies. That is what I’m taught to do. I don’t know what else there is but this si the life I lead even though I love you. I do what I can to survive.
I sit and watch, they scream out in torment as they spiral rapidly to the ground sparking along the way. and for some reason I feel a pain i cannot handle much more of, and though I dont want to say it, I know what it is, I just sit there and think to myself… … … I miss you.
you look around and see nothing but people
I look around and see nothing but you.
as I stand there I am speechless,
and yet, there are so many things I want to say to you.
I open my mouth…and still…I say nothing.
What dare I say to you,
that you cannot shoot down.
how dare I speak
If I know not how to say it.
So I stand there,
Staring blankly into the world.
I just stand there,
And say nothing