Friday, February 26, 2010
SWEET LEMONS, SOUR FACES. I hate paper aeroplanes.
Lemons suddenly turn sweet, and faces turn sour. Feelings start to stir about inside. The music in the cool, calm night just soothes everything and takes the pain all away. But, only for the time being. Im tired of being played. Why's we have to listen to that song today? Why'd we have to learn to fold paper aeroplanes and the purpose of doing it? Just drain out the water from my body. I've had enough of tears and negative feelings. I hate the way everything happened. It just had to be this way. I hate myself for doing what i did. I hate them for doing what they did. Im getting better. Im growing stronger once again. Ima gona do better. So much better than i am now. Im so much better off without you. You're such an ass. Bastard. Why'd you make me love you? And just throw me aside when i got back? Why're you still in my life? Why couldnt things just stay the way they were? Why'd i even get to know you in the first place? I thought you were perfect. And you were everything to me. Now, you're nothing. You destroyed everything, my life, and crushed my hopes. Go ahead, live you happy life with her. I never did like her. I dont understand, why's she always the rival? I tried so hard. Now im left with nothing. Just a piled up mess of shattered pieces. Everyone's wanting to join the party now. Making me feel even worse than i alrey am. Back home, its fights everyday. Not one day goes by peacefully. I really want to leave all these behind. I want to go to a place where i can be what i want to be. I dont want all these anymore. Its so tiring. I've had enough tears.
All by myself.
