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Everyone will sing songs of lost mothers,
Every debt will be paid in the end.
The worst thing about working at the mall is seeing couples. Makes me long, that it does. But I'll be part of one someday.
failure, losses, you know that its my time again
Stretched out short days eat you from within
I must admit, I'm not that creative on the dating front. What's some good things to do on a date?
You know what I'd really like to do? Get my pictures taken with a girl in a photobooth. Other than needing pictures for college apps, I've never used a photobooth legitimately. Have you ever done that?
please tell them I said I'm sorry
I knew not all that I did
This message carried hopefully will carry
Much more weight than words of a man down here
All I want, it's such a small thing. To love and be loved, not because I'm so pitifully tragic or because I'm bringing a $600/month check with me.
I don't pity myself. Not anymore. Used to be all I ever did. Wasn't pretty.
Now, I know what I have to do. Being nice, well, it's not that important to me.
No more apologies.
All your life is, burning my travels' clean.
So light a match, for I deserve to burn.
Everyone will sing songs of lost mothers,
Every debt will be paid in the end.
The worst thing about working at the mall is seeing couples. Makes me long, that it does. But I'll be part of one someday.
failure, losses, you know that its my time again
Stretched out short days eat you from within
I must admit, I'm not that creative on the dating front. What's some good things to do on a date?
You know what I'd really like to do? Get my pictures taken with a girl in a photobooth. Other than needing pictures for college apps, I've never used a photobooth legitimately. Have you ever done that?
please tell them I said I'm sorry
I knew not all that I did
This message carried hopefully will carry
Much more weight than words of a man down here
All I want, it's such a small thing. To love and be loved, not because I'm so pitifully tragic or because I'm bringing a $600/month check with me.
I don't pity myself. Not anymore. Used to be all I ever did. Wasn't pretty.
Now, I know what I have to do. Being nice, well, it's not that important to me.
No more apologies.
All your life is, burning my travels' clean.
So light a match, for I deserve to burn.
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[Edited on Sep 09, 2004 11:33PM]
it is good i dont have to go see a doctor ..