i've trained myself not to fall in love
and when i do, to get high as the sky
just to forget, and they always regret
committing to what will never try
i've given myself away, thats enough
to pretend they want more kisses and stuff
but around the time it says goodbyes
you've already been dead for a while
i'm in the arms of someone who hates me
and i don't know why, but i should have seen
i hate where my heart is, or where it should be
i feel like a regular absentee
just a subconcious attempt at regret
at something i should remember, but i forget
and i'll eat him alive if he breathes a word
and then go get high, like a bird
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the rhyming is is lyk spot-on in this poem. It really ties in and makes sense. Go0d jon =]
~gabi
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thanks : )
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