Monday, May 31, 2010

Its not like i try to be the aweful person that i am.
I just need movement.
I like to go.
I say whats on my mind.

I know i screw up.
I'm not the best.
I just have to go.
I need my thrills.
Otherwise, i'll shut down.

I don't try to be the horrible girl i am.
I don't have to.
I say whats on my mind.
I live in the present,
where my body puts me.

I keep on screwing up.
again again again.

Screwing up on little shit that shouldn't even matter.

Don't sit there and lie to my face.
Don't tell me you haven't been in my shoes.
I know you have.
I know you've tasted the wicked fruit,
the devil of the night.
So for you to pull the covers over your face.

Just give me those nights.
Please.

No comments:

Post a Comment