Monday, November 15, 2010

It's not concrete

I've always seen myself through someone else's eyes All compliments I've received I've taken them in as lies I've felt myself a failure at everything that I've tried 
 All of my relationships have ended one way or another goodbyes *************************************** 
 Your fingernails are in my hair 
It feels like a falsehood too
 You lying underneath me now 
and also somehow seems untrue 
 You've wrapped yourself around me 
tight and wet just like glue 
 I wake up from this dream and that itself is nothing new *
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 I start my day as I begin to dress 
 whether or not I finish it is anybody's guess

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