Friday, May 6, 2011

It Isn't The Same.
Your Just Playing This Game.
Is Everything You Seem To Say True?

Cause If It Isn't

Then Its All Up To You.

Sometimes i Wish Things

Didn't Turn Out So Different.

You Know Not Everyones Perfect

. I Thought It Would've

Been Different With You

But i Might Have Been Wrong

i Can Tell You Every Lyric Of My Poems

For You Like A Song

This Isn't How i Pictured It To Be.

But i Still Don't Want To Be Free.

If You Know What i Mean.

i Really Don't Want To Be

Called A Feen.Your Worth My Time

But Why Dont i End Up Not Feeling Fine?




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