Breathless sobs are all i know
wordless sadness is all i feel

How funny.
As long as i can remember, i haven't cried for sadness.
I've cried out of anger and frustration.
Interesting.

I always danced to the rhythem of my footsteps,
but i never seemed to find the beat.

Everyday my mind howled for release from the thoughts that gripped it.

I'm not with stupid. We broke up.

Their smiles are too bright to be real
their eyes too caring even to notice
spotless in their distress
lying in their voice
i can see it all

I don't smile because someone might be in love with it,
I smile because there are weirdos in love with my frown.

Life isn't fair, but everything in life is fair game

I'm broken beyond repair, but still i wait for you to fix me

He loves my laugh, but can he accept my sobs? Or will it tear us apart?