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By Me aka Niki Date: 2001 Jun 10 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.10.02.53.18560]] |
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I know it's coming I can just feel it One of these days I am going to wake up And I won't be strong enough to make it thru the day I'll breakdown Everything will come out Parts came out before Those nights when I thought I would die All those tears that wouldn't stop All the screaming,trembeling and gasping for air But you were my air, Don't you understand I can't even breath without you And I wonder And I ask How pethetic am I To still be in this state after all this time, it's going to be year soon I think I got over you partly At least I don't think about you 24/7 I know the feelings are still there, maybe less But still intense Because when you called me a bitch I cried like a baby, Just like the last time When you hung up in my ear... And I hate her so much I look at her and wonder Not what she has that I don't, now I wonder about MY faults Don't you understand I can't beat her Maybe I am smarter, thiner and nicer and blah blah blah But that doesn't matter, in the end you love her not me All I wanted was for you to try Why couldn't you mean it when you said you cared and that I was special Because it's still in the back of my head even though I know the thruth now Why couldn't you accept my invitations Why Couldn't you be there when I needed you Why couldn't you just tell me you didn't care instead of killing me Right now I pray that all of this will go away The tape in my head that I keep playing over and over (Rewind,play) I do it because it hurts But it's one of those pains that feels good I wish that you would just let me be That your ghost would go I don't want to hear your voice I don't want to feel your touch I don't want to smell that smell that reminds me of you kissing my neck I don't want to care I don't want to hurt I don't want this It's driving me insane And then I get better day by day I'm happy again, but right now my life is a mess And U calling me bitch and gaging up on me with your gf Isn' helping, in times like these The feelings come back, the ones I tucked away so far In times Like these I'm afraid of the day when I won't see the point of all of this And I can only dream of the day when I don't see the point of you and your bullshit |