Desperate and Deserted
Wednesday, December 14th, 2005Why do I feel this way? Am I that dumb, agressive and useless? Will I ever be something to someone? Will I be precious for someone? (Well, mom.. dad.. I don’t think you feel that I’m not precious to you ;p)
In a day, I blew up everything! How to mend it, I don’t know..
and if she runs away she fears she won’t be followed
what could be worse that leaving something behind
and as the depth of oceans slowly become shallow
it’s loneliness she finds …
if only he was mine