


turn right, right into my arms.
smile because it will make your day MUCH better.
and you know you love me.

Monday, August 24, 2009
pick up all your tears,throw them in the back seat.

frankly easier say then done.
it is so hard to move on bravely,
with your head held up high.
every morning from the moment i open my eyes,
i look forward to the end of school.
seriously fucked-up class.
and the friends i have in there,
i guess they simply dont understand me,
and sometimes i get the feeling that
maybe not being there at all,
would make them happier and more comfortable.
i never liked putting on a mask and getting on with life,
but all this seems pretty inevitable now.
sometimes the mask slips off,
and i can tell people around me dislikes
what is going on behind it.
i guess that how you differentiate a fair-weathered friends from the rest.
they say, "two's company, three's a crowd"
perhaps it is time to walk away
and take a breather.
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