why do i keep hoping when there's no hope left. why can't sever with a clean cut instead of leaving this hanging useless limb? why can't i seem to embrace reality as it is. why do i keep going thinking otherwise. why do i always think maybe. why do i even want maybe? why can't i get over? why don't i just dissapear?
don't you know? i wish to know you. but i guess i won't ever have the chance. one more for the book of lost.
Tuesday, October 05, 2004
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