ive been lookin at pple differently ever since duuno when. and recently ive developed tis habbit to start asumin i cant trust any1 and their promises. and some pple dat i havent realli had an opinion on bfore, suddenly i haf an imense dislike for em, small tings abt their personality gets to me. everytin seemed to haf changed. ive said dat bfore. yes, i dint realli like the way tings used to be but i dun like whr they are headin either. perhaps dat is why im feelin so blue. perhaps it is becos im comin to the slow yet incredibly quick realization dat some1, no, somethin ive wished for seems to no longer be within reach. all for the sake of one single difference.
when im feelin blue all i hafta do, is to take a fuckin look at u! ok, is not workin. cos hey, i am the watch you oways wear but you forget to wind. now, im so tired of makin beautiful art outta meaningless words. mayb, jus maybe, i hafta learn, to face those faces of empty promises and nothiness wif wide open arms.. yes, it mus be.
