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wondering
written by suicide-fairie03:38 PM 3/28/05youre what i think of first thing in the morning and last thing at night. What i think of between them just isnt allright!
Mascara runs down my face the tears wont wipe it away. Blood pours from my wrists like water does from a tap and i stop to wonder why?? why do i feel like this?? why do I want to die?? Why leave the one i love?? found everything ive ever wanted after years of looking now i have to leave with no explination now face discrimination!
I wonder if i could drown in blood and tears???
Love me for forever love me till the end. Your the first thing i think of and the last thing i ever will!
your what i think of first thing in the morning when i waken to start another day of my life that i wish was through. Trapped in a room all by myself. The sound of a clock ticking the minutes of the day away. People pace te corridor like they have nothing better to do.
My wrists and arms hurt from the night before. I now have to face discrimination give an explination. Give an explination to the one i love explain why i wanted to leave. Explain to the world why i wanted to die. People in white coats question me like i have commited a crime try to get me to tell them the stuf that is on my mind. I say nothing........look out the window into a corridor to see my love standing he looks away and looks back again. I have found everything i ever wanted after years of looking. He walks away, i scream and scream a silent cry. Iam left alone with nothing but my name.
Your what i think off before i cry myself to sleep and i stop to wonder why??
why did u walk away?? like u couldnt care less look at my in disgust like.......u dont love me no more. i love you too much bt i wanted 2 leave u i wanted 2 leave the world and all the missing peices of me behind for someone to someday find. i thought i had found everything
when i met u i thought the peices fitted but i guess they didnt.
Nothing lasts forever and they say true love never dies but u walked away left that love behind left me wondering and 6month later i stil sit up waiting for u to come home to tel me u love me or even to phone but that hasnt hapened and things aint gonna change. your stil what i think of 1st thing in the morning and last thing at nite and im stil left wondering why??? |
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