| kids don't like to share-writing in scumbag tulip #2-#16 |
| when it is all said and done. what and why is it so much. why does it hurt so much. i say let go. sometimes it brings you down when you know it wont come back. the pain will last forever. but it's better to let go when it hurts so bad it makes you sad. to think of what you've had. when you just can't give enough. when you lost your hope in love. it's better to slip away, move away, far away, now further, where there is no world. half past nowhere. now stay there. love will never be fair. to fall in love is hard. but's it's easy to fall out of love with a broken heart. one word, two word, no word, your word, one lie, two lie, your lie, goodbye. going leaving, left. nothing of her is ever kept. everything, feeling, no more, left at home, shaking up, waking up, spitting up, giving up, crying alone. now you're gone, now she is gone. now love is gone. and whats done is done. remember when. with every step, it always kept me trying to find a reason to look. with every book i glanced over the page when you looked the other way. i looked toward your direction. determination made me want to see what you'll do if you found me admiring you. what would you do or say will you have stopped to look at me or would you turn your head away. have you ever or will i ever look toward each other and turn away to find someone better. i know i wont, can't, not even, not a chance in hell, because i'm too impressed with you and i know that i fell for you, your face, your smile. it makes my life worth while. it makes me get out of bed. it makes me believe that everything i've said comes true. and thats all because of you. and that i know then, every single time i am lonely i can always remember when. #12 shut up, you're talking too much. without the words we never said. we know we have something that can last. we never needed the extra lines that was cluttering the surrounding around us. with one and only one. we both just knew. in my eyes and in yours. we know what we saw was real. something inside us both happened. and we know we may never know what it was. we clicked. we bonded. we found someone. we found eachother. that night we met. we can never have with anybody else. we don't need money. we have us. and that is all we will ever need. and with one less pointless conversation nobody needs to talk about. nobody will hear the wrong words you mistakenly said on accident. trouble times of a wrong line is said just because you choosed to talk about her. words came out of your mouth. sounds perfect in your head. but when it came out, wrong analogies said. wrong spur of the moment conversations. some words are better off unsaid. #13 anthem of the year. when the time comes down to the last second would you recognize the pain. when wll you hear is laughter all around would your reason still remain. when the thirty five in your hand comes calling in the night. could you resist the voice in your head that tells you what is right. when your life is paraded all over the ten. would you travel down the same road again. would the decisions you've made come back around. would the consequences of your actions hold you down. what would happen to your life after the fact. that people you don't know tell you what you lack. would the pain inside still remain or will wash off after seventeen minutes in the rain. will you blame society, media, movies or even t.v. will you point your finger as many others did before. as an excuse in your life to blame the innocent once more. tell me have you ever answered the questions you've asked today. tell me has your choices in your life made your life any better than it was yesterday. |
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