Mood: Disappointed.
Song: The Listening; Lights
I never really ever know what to say
When all of my emotions get in the way
I'm just trying to get us on the same page
I always get it better right afterwards
When all the wrong impressions are said and heard
How come I can never get the right words?
I need to convey, Wish I could explain
That's my life right there. Haha.
People.
People.
Best friends becoming enemies.
Why has it come to this.
Where people can no longer trust each other.
Not even their closest.
For fear of betrayal.
Falling out, falling out.
Our touch with people - fake
Our smiles - forced
Our hearts beating - fading
Humanity has become something.
Something dark, twisted, ugly.
All those nasty adjectives.
Where do people turn in need, when they can't even trust their friends?
Where will the needy go?
Where will the clingy go?
I refuse to live my life with fake connections with people.
I refuse to fake emotion for my friends.
The s**t I feel for them. Its real.
I don't fake.
Selfish? Sure, who isn't.
But I know when someone comes before me.
Now I know why I've been so tired.
Fake.
Fakefakefake. People are so fake.
Not one person can walk up to me, and say they've never been fake.
They'd be lying.
Its these times.
When I just want to take my friends and move them.
Somewhere away from the pain.
Back into the Guilded Cage. The facade of happiness.
That can't happen.
It won't.
I don'tknow.
I don't even know what to say.
People are just.
So.
I'm so tired.
I need to be alone.
I become insane when I'm around people for too long.
Its pathetic.
Song: The Listening; Lights
I never really ever know what to say
When all of my emotions get in the way
I'm just trying to get us on the same page
I always get it better right afterwards
When all the wrong impressions are said and heard
How come I can never get the right words?
I need to convey, Wish I could explain
That's my life right there. Haha.
People.
People.
Best friends becoming enemies.
Why has it come to this.
Where people can no longer trust each other.
Not even their closest.
For fear of betrayal.
Falling out, falling out.
Our touch with people - fake
Our smiles - forced
Our hearts beating - fading
Humanity has become something.
Something dark, twisted, ugly.
All those nasty adjectives.
Where do people turn in need, when they can't even trust their friends?
Where will the needy go?
Where will the clingy go?
I refuse to live my life with fake connections with people.
I refuse to fake emotion for my friends.
The s**t I feel for them. Its real.
I don't fake.
Selfish? Sure, who isn't.
But I know when someone comes before me.
Now I know why I've been so tired.
Fake.
Fakefakefake. People are so fake.
Not one person can walk up to me, and say they've never been fake.
They'd be lying.
Its these times.
When I just want to take my friends and move them.
Somewhere away from the pain.
Back into the Guilded Cage. The facade of happiness.
That can't happen.
It won't.
I don'tknow.
I don't even know what to say.
People are just.
So.
I'm so tired.
I need to be alone.
I become insane when I'm around people for too long.
Its pathetic.
