Fu(k it

by Your Best Mistake Your Perfect Failure   Nov 19, 2006


I want to lie soo much I think love is true,
that my world actually fu(king means somthing,
it's not just dismal, plaid and blue

The damage you have done
left my world in shatters, yet you care not
you might as well hand me a loaded gun
watch my brain, splatter all around, no longer held taut
but scatterd around the floor below..

So,what happens when I turn my back?
am I not good enough.. ?
I really hope that zack..
or whoever they are.. can love you better..
I gave my life, but it's wayy too much for me to ask you to be my wife..

Think of how great things would be..
just us two, you and me..
but no.. it s you.. me.. and them
I can\\\'t handle them.. I don't want them, like the phlem
of a common cold..

It's too much for me to ask you to be mine,
to have and to hold.
for all of time..

I'm sick of it..
all of these lines..
just make me..
want
to
die.
inside.

There is no one to blame but YOU!
if you only knew..
what you meant to me..
and walking away will be the easiest thing i've ever done..
here..
just hand me that gun..

No longer your problem..
you can have them all..
maybe even fu(k you all at once..
maybe then, you'll smile..
by then, I'll be buried
many many miles
below the earth.

I just hope they say your name, like I used to..
and you think of me, and die inside with me..

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  • 17 years ago

    by Carisa

    No one knows, but you. And you refuse to take a look around and see the light that people try to bring to you. That I try to bring to you. You push it away. You push me away. And still I keep coming back to the grave. I keep looking for a dead man.

  • Who knows..

  • 17 years ago

    by Carisa

    Oh my God! Jack! What the Hell!

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