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By Cyan Date: 2003 Mar 05 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.05.21.18.4719]] |
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Running out of reasons to cry Running out of reasons to be alone Running out of reasons to be afraid I cherish my sadness--as if I'm betraying myself by allowing happiness It's soothing to loathe in self-pity Take away my dysphoria and you take away the person I fear change, but I'm running out of reasons Why am I this way? Why do I want you to know every horror I've lived through? Am I misery loving company? I think not. I simply want you to know the real person. What would I do if you only fell in love with the brighter me, but feel torn and rejected. This may sound absurd, but what I'm trying to say is.................what I've been trying to tell you all along.........I'm running out of reasons to run away from you. I just couldn't find the words. Didn't want to let go the dark side of the moon. |