| Just Another Bad Poem About You-Know-Who I have these thoughts in my head I've died some with each one I'm killing all those words that he said This little girl would be over if I had a gun... No, I'm lying I'm too afraid I'm just too tired now I can't stop kneading the mistake that I made In disbelief I wonder how... It's sick and perverted and nobody knows how much I've reverted and how deep it goes I'm too ashamed of it to tell I'm waiting to forget I still feel how hard I fell into this torrent hell of regret I want to get it all out and away that's what I need I want you to just stay stand and watch me bleed I can still feel him and I'm dying here I can still smell him and I'm crying here I want to throw this so far from me I don't want you to know this Parts of myself you don't see 11-16-00 |