The Kill
what if i wanted to break
laugh it all off in your face
what would you do?
what if i fell to the floor
couldn't take all this anymore
what would you do?
i tried to be someone else
but nothing seemed to change
i know now, this is who i really am inside
falling from myself
falling for a chance
i know now, this is who i really am
kill
break me down
bury me, bury me
i am finished with you
look in my eyes
you're killing me, killing me
all I wanted was you
Monday, April 09, 2007
-11:25 PM
listening:
chris vrenna - pool of tears (tweaker remix)
so it was my fault. even my parents think so. no matter which way you put it, it's always been me. and they claim that it's the hate that's inside of me. it shows through the eyes y'know. or at least that's what my dad says.
hate. what do they know of hate? the immense, consuming energy that drives even the weakest of souls. hate can drive even the weakest of warriors to destroy the strongest. and yes, i'm sure somewhere inside me, there's this hate.... just waiting to be unleashed. or perhaps it'll never be. only heaven knows.
and don't even begin to ask me where this hate spawned from. you don't wanna know and you wouldn't wanna go there.
and if it has to be me, so be it.
afterall, it seems that i'm already fighting for all the wrong reasons.
