BE THE KIND OF WOMAN THAT WHEN YOUR FEET HIT THE FLOOR EACH MORNING THE DEVIL SAYS, "OH CRAP, SHE'S UP!"

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Confused2

Well you know what?
I'm done with this blind gut.
Stupidity these days
is high up, what a disgrace.

I mean, come on?
Did my life just turned on?
Wow, yea, I'm a kid
Does it mean I don't have any trouble, captain kid?
Oh wait, I just turned thirteen
Does that mean I'm now a teen?

I already felt like I was a teen before you
so, shoo.
You don't control your mood like I do
I mean come on, I'm not a show off like you.

I repeat it again and again
You obviously don't have a brain.
You hurt my feeling
Are you good at healing?

You left me behind
you thought I'm offlined.
I always be there for you when you need me
But where are you when I can't see?
Can't see the answer that I need
This heart is gonna bleed
Any second now, I plead.

Wow, I'm confused
Is it because I got bruised?
I don't like being stuck here
Like the ones I love all disappear.

Am I innocent?
Do I have to write an agreement?
Oooohhh freaken hell, I'm done with all this shits in my head
But really, I hope its all gone when I'm dead..

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