does my opinion still matter to you?
yours does. sometimes i wish it didn't. but it so does.
when i realize it, i want to change so many things in my life.
motivate me, i wanna get myself out of this bed.
even in the small talk, i knew what you were gonna say, that says something.
that says you're still there. that says i still know you better than you think.
better than all of them. can you tell what i'm trying to do?
can you tell what i want...just for now at least?
captivate me, i want good thoughts inside of my head.
you answered, and you talked. you didn't give what you used too.
i have so much built up to say. i have so many questions.
are you gonna be there?
if i fall down, would you come around, and pick me right up off the ground?
i'm still angry, but i can't get you to say it.
i'm still shaken, but i love that part.
i'm still here, but like i could leave.
i'm still sad, but i have all this hope.
spend your lazy, endless crazy, days inside my head.
i always let the hope get too high. somewhere, inside; i know it'll be nothing.
nothing will happen..
but i never stop. i can't get it to go down. so one day, when you meet it.
when you get right up there to my high hopes, i might just fall down..
but hey, :) you'll be around....see you then, c
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