Limited.
In only a few days is when the sun shines, fading in and out.
Oh how we all use to laugh and play until I ruined it all.
Ready to give in from a scrap from just last week, but what really comes within can really stab the fuck out of you.
I've been hated, told as attention and was burned inside and out.
My fatal goodbye is better than this living scrap I make, Its a ticket to a forever jail cell.
Secret talks that are held just silently reconized kwa the voices in my head. When one comes back, I won't be scared and as for in lonely, I got company ready for me to move. Just walking away from my crowd and putting on the different memo than others.
When I come back, I;ll be scared and lonely, I'll be forgoten kwa ten years. I was even told that. It only taked a few days to be forgoten. hell, it took my classmates to forget about me for a few minutes.
All in a flash, I can be gone. I've been aliyopewa the signals to leave. I am not scared and with these phobias in my head- I am never aone.
No one has really asked me:
"Its been so long! How are you?"
Only a few have but I've been aliyopewa these the most:
"Hey slut, how's your hunt?'
I might as well leave. I might as well die.
Its too late..oh its too late.
wewe might as well just say your talking to a ghost because I'm forgettable.
Moving schools, leaving internet, and what else could be next?
Maybe every once in a while a pop up but I obviously don't care any zaidi if I am breathing au dead.
My wrost phobia is to be left behind. Well, that's already happened many of times. So let me ask some questions:
1: How is it to be left out?
2: How is it to forgotten?
3: Did wewe ever want to give up so bad?
4: did wewe give up?
Well, a lot of people have wanted to give up. I am one.
I think I may never really smile in pure joy ever again. Ever been there?
I think I may never win this war. Ever been there?
Well- I know I will never give up.
Never been there? wewe will my dear.
If wewe have, then well, wewe got a lot on your side.
p.s. New school- new friends- new troubles- but never a real fresh start.
Love,
SG
In only a few days is when the sun shines, fading in and out.
Oh how we all use to laugh and play until I ruined it all.
Ready to give in from a scrap from just last week, but what really comes within can really stab the fuck out of you.
I've been hated, told as attention and was burned inside and out.
My fatal goodbye is better than this living scrap I make, Its a ticket to a forever jail cell.
Secret talks that are held just silently reconized kwa the voices in my head. When one comes back, I won't be scared and as for in lonely, I got company ready for me to move. Just walking away from my crowd and putting on the different memo than others.
When I come back, I;ll be scared and lonely, I'll be forgoten kwa ten years. I was even told that. It only taked a few days to be forgoten. hell, it took my classmates to forget about me for a few minutes.
All in a flash, I can be gone. I've been aliyopewa the signals to leave. I am not scared and with these phobias in my head- I am never aone.
No one has really asked me:
"Its been so long! How are you?"
Only a few have but I've been aliyopewa these the most:
"Hey slut, how's your hunt?'
I might as well leave. I might as well die.
Its too late..oh its too late.
wewe might as well just say your talking to a ghost because I'm forgettable.
Moving schools, leaving internet, and what else could be next?
Maybe every once in a while a pop up but I obviously don't care any zaidi if I am breathing au dead.
My wrost phobia is to be left behind. Well, that's already happened many of times. So let me ask some questions:
1: How is it to be left out?
2: How is it to forgotten?
3: Did wewe ever want to give up so bad?
4: did wewe give up?
Well, a lot of people have wanted to give up. I am one.
I think I may never really smile in pure joy ever again. Ever been there?
I think I may never win this war. Ever been there?
Well- I know I will never give up.
Never been there? wewe will my dear.
If wewe have, then well, wewe got a lot on your side.
p.s. New school- new friends- new troubles- but never a real fresh start.
Love,
SG