im sad

i don't know how to react

its like the feelings
you give me
are all bad

i don't think its ok
to love someone
this much
its to much to grasp

its got to be a fad

i can't imagine
anyone
else on this earth
feelings
being so
arratic

these feelings have
got me
going mad

ow

how many times

can i say goodbye

how many times

can i pretend

to want 

to live

in a ocean

of your 

lies

how many times

can i cry

after feeling

the way

you've

shyed 

away

and

against me

how many times

can i pretend to

not feel

how many times

can i pretend

that the

connection

between you and

i is not real

this is

a stupid

dumb

shakespeare

story

and 

i find no

glory

in this

boring

tale

everyone

knows

exactly

how

the scale

will weigh

against

us 

and 

how in

the end

our hearts 

will be nailed on

a plank

of wood 

am i misunderstanding

myself

gosh

im so demanding

of myself

the moons gazing down on me

and i can't help

but to listen to what

its got to say

its saying

that I've got 

to do what I've got

to do

to stay

in tack 

with the plans of

my everyday

by the way

i hope no one is reading this

fgf

who is my mind kidding
trying to kid

i aint no kid
i think I'm well
over the mark
on that grid

so what i allowed you to live
in my heart
until
this

im not going to allow
the universe
to shift
against
the brink
of destruction
of my living

the system
in which
I've tried so hard to diminish
included you
and everything that the future
of you and i
brings with it

lk

ill let u weedle right past me

slow or fast

it don't matter 

cuz

I'm just that classy

if u were a snail

ill let u live

and i wouldn't smash

the

hopeless creature

in the grass

and weeds

lahblah

past conception

this idea

has gotten great

reception

on the other end

of neglection

whats ur perception

of the idea

I'm attempting

to be reflecting

im

sick

of not seeing you

im sick of

having to deal

with the 

idea

of not being 

with you

im sick of

thinking about

all the 

others

im sick of 

feeling like ur my brother

im sick of thinking

that ill never have

a chance

to be with any other

im sick of 

blahblahblahing

all over the 

rahrahrahing

I'm only drawing

a perfect picture in

my head

and 

i promise to 

achieve it

before i drop dead

buhg

jeez la frickin wheez

somebody help me please

can you pick the soul
right from my heart
i can feel
it jumping
from my
throat

i can't stand to pick
apart
my mind
any longer

the feeling
of hopelessness
is only getting
stronger

where do i belong
if
i can not
get along
with
out
you
and with
all the
things that
come with you

so who do
i see when
i see you
because
when i sit
back and think
i wonder
what exactly
it will bring
if i decide
to except
a ring


i know for certain
this is no fling
but jeez la wheez
my hearts been in
a sling
ever since
i realized
that ur half of my
being

protect me please
from any sharp
objects
from entering
my mind
heart and soul
just bring
the love dagger
that u plan
to sting me
with
beyond
from your reach

blah`

is it the way you look in my eyes

or is it your soul
thats
tied
with mine


is it the way i see
you
thru
these
holes
in my face


or is it
the time
and place

that has brought
us
together
in a race
against
time
in a place
of
love crime

tortured souls


bobs and weaves
tucks and rolls

times flies

and my mind is just the same
time flies
and my heart still
feels the same pain

hell to raise
hell to pay

dont go against the grain
make this
aura
stay

time flies
and i still havent seen your face
time flies
and i havent felt your
skin or embrace

time flies
and
still am in love with
this emptiness
time flies
and im still
obsessed
with the
idea of
what
could be
times flies
and im still wondering
if we can change
whats next

times flies
its wrong
for us
to be so far
ur so near
but we are apart

get over ur problems
i cant help you solve them
but ill revolve
the world
to the realm
where u dont have
to pretend


and time flies
i dont want to pretend


again
this time is flying
and we have yet
to have became
whats meant for us
time flies
and we havent
fulfilled
the reasons why
we met

popular

it kills me
popular
it a crock of shit
popular
never mind me
popular
it just don't fit

popular I'm ugly
popular apprehensiveness

popular
they don't even see me
popular
they have no idea what this is

just act out what you have  been told

who am i
except who they have created
who I'm held
back from being

who am i
just barely breathing
who am i to
never
go a day with
out having a fit

all those people can have it
they need to live the dream
i can not be constantly
reminiscing
thru watching myself
I'm not even insisting
on being there
that moment

millions of people in the world

but you stick out like a sore thumb

millions of people in the world
but all these people
tell you
and have proclaimed
that you are the one


what fun is it to run
to have your mind
constantly
just
run
from everything
youve ever been


how have u became the person
you have
become
because
every moment
of your life
has been run

by someone
else

im a fictacious charachter
im everything
in nature
but a human being

im feeling like at
this time
im better off
unconcious
im better a free soul
im better off
not really living
because this dream
takes a toll

every
dreamer out there
can steal
my frame of thought from me
every dreamer out there
can take these roles from me

what use is there in not living
in my body
what use is there
jotting
down these verses
from my head

no one ceases
to exist
alike me

no one fights this hard
to resist
from becoming
the person
who should
not exist
the person
that says this is it

the person that is judging
every moment
that i live

pertending to be down to earth
when my soul decides to constantly
lift
itself from my body
and never
does it want
to sit
with me
im so indifferent
from my own being
so

i wish i was done with it