feeling moody and confused
oh cruel grace
to give a man hope
now im tearing away from the inside
so im not beyond it
argh
giving me a piece of you
now my puzzles messed up
sfc handing over ceremony was really interesting
only one person cried
dang
now i lost a bet
finally realising how cold and thoughtless ive been
wish i could go back and change things
but ive sown
and failed to sow
now to reap the fruits of barreness
did i really think it would turn out alright?
holding on so tight to my own delusions
its like a bad victorian tragedy
laughter turns to tears
it must be a jest, a theatre run by fools.
trying hard to love
but argh
i can tolerate people who are unassuming.
every rose has thorns
and ive drawn back my hand far too many times
scars run deep,
some wounds are still fresh,
scared of pain
scared of misplaced hopes
so where do i go from here?
gosh
i hate you
i try to believe that
but i just cant
and i cant let go
cant i just fly away?
cant i just sober up to a different reality
where reality doesnt cut so bad?
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