paranoia, voices, shit
its all the same
..in the end, thats it
i try, i fail, i repeat every mistake
the very definition which makes me "insane"
i love so fully, you scorch it in the sun
you dont hear me, fuck im feeling undone
i escalate to incredible places
chaos, mayhem,
nothing changes.. just the faces
i would give up on me too
i wouldnt like me at all
i hate myself just like you
i hate being me..but..
what do you do?
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so we went out of town today, out of state actually.. and had a good time. my bf got his instrument, i got a toy =] and neither was cheap.------------------------------------------------------------ i keep coming back to these left behind diary entries. so we are about to go to town i guess. i feel horrible. -=sighhh=- oh well im done here. publishing now. crappy poem and all. |
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