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so hard to move on
It's been ages since I last wrote. I dont know why it took me so long. I hope you havent forgotten about me I am still alive, I assure you
So what has been going on with me same old stuff Ive been happy, Ive been sad, Ive been alone, Ive cried .
And what are tears? Little drops of heaven, the excess of us we simply cannot keep within ourselves, the excess of our emotions. I wonder if tears created during different emotions taste differently. And do other peoples tears taste differently..
Well dont mind me
I dont know what to do, I sort of have a choice, I can be one thing or I can be another thing, but whichever I choose Ill end up hurting people around me. And those that know me know that I would never hurt anyone willingly, especially those I love, those that mean something to me. Well, those around me seem not to care about me sometimes. They do stuff without thinking, and I think about stuff, over and over and over again just to make sure they will be ok.
I dont know
I dont know
I am afraid its an empty, empty cage Im living in. No, thats not true, I am the empty cage
I am afraid that I have loved once (It was all so different then) and let it slip through my fingers, let him slip through my fingers. And now theres no turning back. And Im afraid he loved me too. It felt like that. You know, to be loved, its that strange feeling, that you do not feel right away but if that is taken from you, you will know you felt it. Sad, to know that only after its gone
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it OK
Theres always some reason to feel not good enough
And its hard at the end of the day
So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
Theres vultures and the thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
So hard to move on
Post je objavljen 15.08.2006. u 22:40 sati.