Monday, October 12, 2009
The complicated shit of life.
I dont want anymore of this. Love sucks the way it is. I'd rather have a plastic mind. I'd rather be a robot. I'd rather not feel life than get hurt. Go away. The only love I can accept is the love of friends. Nothing beyond that. Its too much to handle. Im so confused.
When you're safe inside your room
You tend to to dream of a place
Where nothing's harder then it seems
No one ever wants or bothers to explain
Of the heartache life can bring and
What it means.
But what I know is that one simple thing. I still do.
