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08.21.10 You think it's so easy for me08.21.10 by ~justcallmecraig
To give up, let go, forget, and move on
But you don't see the tears that fall
Staining my cheek on the way down
There are too many memories here
Holding me down like lead
I can't keep holding my breath
But right now words escape me
I can't help it, I'm not like you
To cut ties and run
Remove and replace
Keeping lips busy to forget my taste
What Drams May Come What Dreams May Come (Crashing Down)What Drams May Come by ~justcallmecraig
Under cloud covered roofs children play
Dreaming of their future,who they'll be
Never thinking of the step they'll take
The shortcomings they will succumb to
Always being told there is nothing you can't do
Times moves on with or without you
Swallow the sadness, just take it in stride
It's better to be alone, no one left to disappoint
Never let them in, they only take
Never giving anything back
It's better to know of this selfish society early
It's better to not go in blindly
You'll learn early on exactly where's your place
Kill the man, become the monster
Isn't that what they expect an
Friend F(r)iendFriend by ~justcallmecraig
Anticipation,kept me waiting
My lips pursed as I moved in
So abruptly, you stopped me
Said you just couldn't anymore
And you left me,quite suddenly
All alone on my bedroom floor
Without explanation I found faults only in myself
And every smile you gave him, I know was meant for me
But you stole it, and I knew it
And it became evidently clear to me
You'll be nothing more than a fiend to me
Staying up countless nights
Listening to recounts of fights
Knowing I'm just the shoulder
While he's the boulder on which your future is built
You blame familiarity as you commodity
While I whispered I love you under my breath
Not My Strongest Suit Not My Strongest SuitNot My Strongest Suit by ~justcallmecraig
It's another hot july
And there's no clouds in the sky
And I'm stuck here inside
Watching the time pass by
And I hope that you miss me
It's been the longest june
With all the flowers in bloom
And I hear an old familiar tune
And it takes me back to you
And me pointing towards the sky
Honesty is my policy
But I could never tell the truth to you
So what am I suppose to do
When everything ends up hurting you
I guess the truth is not my strongest suit
Another summer gone
No missed call on my phone
Time and time I'm shown
There's no point in going home
When all I ever do is run away
All too late
Worthwhile i feel full, to the point of bursting,Worthwhile by *AForAdultery
with a deadly mixture of self-hate, regret, and anger.
what happens now?
although my mind keeps repeating, over and over,
"it'll be alright, i just need time..."
i feel sure that i'm lying to myself.
lying has become more of a necessity for me lately.
i don't even realize i'm doing it until
i realize i'm reasoning with myself,
trying to prove that it's true,
when i know deep down it's not.
what happens now?
"you'll find someone else to fill the void."
but i don't think i'm ready for that.
"but you need something to fill the void."
no. i can deal with this.
"you just want t
Starbuck by `diablo2003
Sta.sh
