It's not that I don't want to
It's not that I want the attention
It's not that I'm stuck up
It's not that I don't want to have fun
I'm just confuzed
I jus grew up this way
It's all that I know how to be and to do
It's because we've always been alone
It's not like I never had the chance not to
It's not like there weren't people there
It's just that that connection wasn't there
It's just because some peope don't care
At times I just want to smack myself
At times I just don't want to care
At times I never shut up
At times I'm the living version of regret
I'm sorry if I ruined it
I'm sorry if I brought you down
I'm sorry that I tend to be bi-polar
I'm sorry that on my face you always see a frown
I want to become your best friend
I want to hang out all day
I want to jump up and down to a song like we did before
I want you to say what I say
I don't want you to be with her
I want you to be with me
This is the moment that I smack myself
For being what I grew up to be.
 Rivqah · Thu Jun 29, 2006 @ 04:46am · 0 Comments |
