Sometimes I don’t know where
This dirty road is taking me
Sometimes I can’t even see the reason why
I guess I keep a-gamblin’
Lots of booze and lots of ramblin’
It’s easier than just waitin’ around to die…
How many times will I play
the role of the fool, I’ve read
the script, my lines are always
the same and the ending
never finishes with a
‘happily ever after’
so do I continue to
that I use them,
as much as they use me?
I was stranded in the city, intoxicated, with no ride home. I had just left one of the most popular bars in town and was standing outside when a group of obnoxiously drunk college students stumbled out of the door. ”Test me, you punk bitch!” one of them shouted….
It’s bad to let the people you love go, because of your insecurities. Yes it’s so hard to resist when you wish you could have more. Makes you wanna break free, I need stability, I know I’m stronger than this but right now I feel so weak. There’s got to be a better way to deal with my feelings. Why did I have to fall in love? I wonder, so instead I wrap my love in chains praying God will keep me from coming undone. Careful not to become too attached to something I might one day, need to let go of, such a beautiful creature you are, so why am I so selfish?
Putting myself before you knowing your love for me is mine to keep. Sometimes I feel as if I’m not sure while you’re on the phone. I listen with pain in my heart, am I right to stay and pray that it will stop? Or should I leave before it hurts anymore? As time goes on I stay and endure and that feeling I get inside youre presence makes me realize it doesn’t really matter because I don’t mind drinking tears for water. So I continue doing anything in the world for you. Just to ignore that feeling deep inside that I’m hiding for me, am I running from the truth? When the fact of the matter is things are as they are and there ain’t nothin I can do to change that. So I wrap my love in chains praying God will keep me from coming undone.
I obviously never knew, what I could simply do to you. But that’s just a thought in my head a deep fantasy that I wish would come true. Holding my breath til the day that I can finally have the courage to be myself.
I’m a prisoner of word unsaid. Just lonely feelings locked away in my head. I trap myself further everytime I stay quiet, I should start to speak but I stop and stay silent. And now I’ve made my own hard bed, inside a prison of words unsaid.
I am a P.O.W. Not a prisoner of war. A prisoner of words. Like a soilder, I’m a fighter, yet only a puppet. Mostly I only say what you wanna hear, could you take it if I came clear? Or would you rather see me stoned on a drug of complacency and compromise. M.I.A. I guess that’s what I am. Scraping this cold earth for a piece of myself, for peace in myself.
It’d be easier if you put me in jail, if you locked me away, I’d have someone to blame. But these bars of steel are of my making. They surround my mind and have me shaking. My hands are cuffed behind my back. I’m a prisoner of the worst kind, in fact, a prisoner of compromise, a prisoner of compassion, a prisoner of kindness, a prisoner of expectation, a prisoner of my youth. Run too fast to be old. I’ve forgotten what I was told, ain’t I a sight to behold?
A prisoner of age dying to be young. To my head is my hand with a gun and it’s cold and it’s hard, cause there’s nowhere to run, when you’ve caged yourself by holding your tongue.
I’m a prisoner of words unsaid, just lonely feelings locked away in my head. It’s like solitary confinement. Every time I stay quiet I should start to speak. But I stop and stay silent and now I’ve made my own hard bed. Inside a prison of words unsaid.
And I never knew what happiness could feel like once I found you. And I never thought that you and me could just be more than friends. How life changes in so many ways. In a blink of an eye you were mine. You brought back emotions that I forgot I could feel. Made me smile, made me laugh, took away all my fears I once had. Brought down all my walls that I built. Made me forget about my past. Only had me thinking about you. Made me feel butterflies in stomach every time we spoke. I looked in your brown eyes, I kissed your sweet lips. I changed you, you changed me, we fell in love. I knew I had you from the start and you knew you had me. So why did we let it end the way it did? I wasn’t ready to let you go. You changed your mind, and found someone new. This is the feeling that I never wanted to feel again. This is why your the last person that I will ever love. </3