I no longer feel like this, this was written in 2002, a very long time ago...
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I've known for awhile
This is not how it should be
Living my life like this
Is not the average anomaly
Twenty years old as of next week...
What do I have to show for it?
What is it that I seek?
I'm living on the edge
Wondering why I don't fall
What is six feet down anyhow?
Something is keeping me here
Sticking my feet into the ground
Like crazy glue to keep the pieces
Some of the pain it releases
But I can only dream as if I hold the crown
Six feet down... six feet down...
Hold me, I'm falling
Catch me, I'm crawling
Slithering in then back out
I'm like a snake
With no definite route
Whispers are getting louder
I'll tell you nothing's wrong with me
It's the world, why the hell can't you see?
I'm living on the edge
Wondering why I don't fall
My footing is terrible, I'll lose control
But why the hell should you care?
You don't care about me
I'm just a girl living like this
And you're intrigued by my silence
Ever wonder why our conversations are so lifeless?
If you cared any
You'd see the person I hold within
But you're just another one
Who lost the chance when you were allowed in
I'm living on the edge
Wondering why I don't fall
What is six feet down anyhow?
Something is keeping me here
And it sure as hell isn't you
So go on doing whatever you do
I can only dream as if I hold the crown
Six feet down... six feet down...
Author notes
(2002)

