Thursday, March 17, 2005 Predictable
Everyone I meet
Every time I try to fall in love
They all want to know why I'm so broken
Why am I so cold
Why I'm so hard inside.
Why am I scared
What am I afraid of
I don't even know
This story's never had an end
I've been waiting
I've been searching
I've been hoping
I've been dreaming you would come back
But I know the ending of this story
You're never coming back
Everywhere I go for the rest of my life
Everyone I love
Everyone I care about
They're all gonna wanna know what's wrong with me
And I know what it is
I'm ending this right now..
Painting the sky grey @ 9:53 PM
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