Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head.
I want to be able to speak without having to defend my virtues. I want to mean something to someone somewhere. I want someone to call at all hours. I want someone to hold me. I want to free myself from all these responsibilities. I want to sleep in just once. I want to feel at ease. I want to stop getting frustrated, stop getting upset, stop getting discouraged. I want to be able to move on. I want to be able to walk on both feet. I want to stop asking questions of myself. I want to say what I mean and have it mean something to you. I want to be naked. I want to be famous. I want to escape. I want to stop wanting.
I am walking around the house topless because I feel like it. My eyeliner is smudged and smeared and my nail polish is chipping. Algebra 2 and accounting homework lay on my bed untouched. I am craving a tall glass of something cold. I am listening to the eerie sounds of Ian Curtis on a homemade Joy Division compilation. I am contemplating the remainder of my week. I am virtually hugging mkcompu for the awesome bundle of goodies that arrived in the mail today from him. My stomach feels a little sour. My hair is tickling my face. I am tracing the line of fuzz that runs down my stomach. I am staring at an unavailable name on a screen, wondering where they are, what they are doing.
My dad got a job today.
I am struggling with Algebra 2 and the week's activities.
I totally fucked myself on the Media Communications test.
Today is the last day of summer. So it goes.
Nothing I am
Nothing I dream
Nothing is new
Nothing I think or believe in or say
Nothing is true
It used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy...
But the last day of summer
Never felt so cold
The last day of summer
Never felt so old
Never felt so...
All that I have
All that I hold
All that is wrong
All that I feel for or trust in or love
All that is gone
It used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy...
But the last day of summer
Never felt so cold
The last day of summer
Never felt so old
The last day of summer
Never felt so cold
Never felt so...
- The Cure.
I want to be able to speak without having to defend my virtues. I want to mean something to someone somewhere. I want someone to call at all hours. I want someone to hold me. I want to free myself from all these responsibilities. I want to sleep in just once. I want to feel at ease. I want to stop getting frustrated, stop getting upset, stop getting discouraged. I want to be able to move on. I want to be able to walk on both feet. I want to stop asking questions of myself. I want to say what I mean and have it mean something to you. I want to be naked. I want to be famous. I want to escape. I want to stop wanting.
I am walking around the house topless because I feel like it. My eyeliner is smudged and smeared and my nail polish is chipping. Algebra 2 and accounting homework lay on my bed untouched. I am craving a tall glass of something cold. I am listening to the eerie sounds of Ian Curtis on a homemade Joy Division compilation. I am contemplating the remainder of my week. I am virtually hugging mkcompu for the awesome bundle of goodies that arrived in the mail today from him. My stomach feels a little sour. My hair is tickling my face. I am tracing the line of fuzz that runs down my stomach. I am staring at an unavailable name on a screen, wondering where they are, what they are doing.
My dad got a job today.
I am struggling with Algebra 2 and the week's activities.
I totally fucked myself on the Media Communications test.
Today is the last day of summer. So it goes.
Nothing I am
Nothing I dream
Nothing is new
Nothing I think or believe in or say
Nothing is true
It used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy...
But the last day of summer
Never felt so cold
The last day of summer
Never felt so old
Never felt so...
All that I have
All that I hold
All that is wrong
All that I feel for or trust in or love
All that is gone
It used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy...
But the last day of summer
Never felt so cold
The last day of summer
Never felt so old
The last day of summer
Never felt so cold
Never felt so...
- The Cure.
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[Edited on Sep 25, 2004 12:37AM]
cheer up, things will sort themselves out soon.