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Thursday, September 01, 2005
My thoughts are locked, The words are bottled, There's nothing left to be spoken, Just the traces and the past that lingers. My world is torn, My life is messed up. I'm just one big ball of screwed ups. Does anyone feel what I feel, The wounds, they don't seem to heal. Can anyone fathom this feeling deep within, What a twerp I have been, Still living in my fantasy. My eyes are teary, The suppressed wanna be let out, There's nothing left to be seen, Just the broken heart and the spinning thoughts. My world is torn, My life is a mess. I'm nothing but a big ball of screwed ups. Does anyone feel what I feel, The wounds, they don't seem to heal. Can anyone fathom this feeling deep within, What a twerp I have been, Still living in my fantasy. Evasion, the thought crosses my mind; From time to time, I just wanna let the world pass me by. I'm non-existent, Just another make-believe. Why am I so big on the outside, But I feel so small on the inside. I just can't fathom.. Does anyone feel what I feel, The wounds, they don't seem to heal. Can anyone fathom this feeing deep within, What a twerp I have been.. Does anyone truly understand this feeling deep within; The wounds don't heal, Can someone please release me. I'm bottled, So suppressed by these emotions. I'm just a big ball of screws ups, I wanna run away. I wanna run away.. Does anyone feel what I feel, The wounds, they don't seem to heal. Can anyone fathom this feeling deep within, I don't wanna be the twerp I've always been. copyright-Jawk 1:22 PM
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