July 2011
4 posts
10 things i hate about you
I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you’re always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it...
Out of reach
We keep talking in circles
staring out with empty eyes
wanting to be known again
but so afraid of letting in
so do i leave it all to history?
will you ever answer me ?
do you still recognize my voice
or is it lost among the noise
You’re so far away
so far away from me
Is it starting to break
underneath my feet
You’re so far away
Am I just out of reach?
