Spare time feelings. Quick thoughts. Doodle on your hand and a painting in the sand.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
They say im good to go
And i think you should fuck off. I get so tired. Tired of it all. Thinking one thing and being treated differently. Tired of thinking, this time it will be different. It wont be though. It will always be the same. It will rain and pour when i want the sun. And it will build a wall when i want to wrong. Im so tired of this game. I dont know that i can play much longer. Im wearing thin. My sweater is losing threads. Im ready to take you off and not look back. Stop running a mess in my head. Stick to respect. And if you cant do that quit asking me to be in your life.
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