Friday, February 26, 2010


Somtimes i get so angry with you for everything.

Sometimes I hate the person I know you are.

Sometimes I wonder what was truth and what was lies

Sometimes Im crushed beyond beleive

Somtimes Im proud Im gone

Sometimes I never want to think of you again

Sometimes that's all I do is think

Sometimes Im mad

Sometimes Im just plain dissapointed

Sometimes I don't fucking care

Sometimes I want to tell you all the terrible things you've done to me

Sometimes I just want to cry

Sometimes I can't stop smiling

But mostly. Im me, without you or us.

And that's okay.

I'll stay alive.

-- d