Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Oh god how it kills me. Where are all the words I want to say? they are so trapped inside my head that I have no way to reach them. All these recycled words and thoughts sound the same. I'm going around circles in a dictionary trying to find something new. You say I have a big vocabulary, you're right I do, and its doing its intended purpose. I can't even get you to see through my facade with a blunt word to the back of the head. Keep telling me I'm wrong, maybe I'll start to believe it. No matter how hard you believe, dreams don't come true and when you wake up in the morning all you have is the memory of the could-have-beens. I'm the tallest person you know, I'm six feet under and out of this world.
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