the art of being young

too afraid of being a fool, i'd be one before i'd become one.

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

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you dont care about my life
rub it in my face that you're alright
you said you hated to be just an ear
i guess you know how i feel

seems we only talk when you've got something wrong
i gotta problem its like talking to a wall
why do i feel so alone
maybe cuz i am

maybe i just dont feel missed
I know its hard, i'm so far away
maybe i've been this far all along
you just got tired of going that way

maybe i am just pissed
because i have no life
and that's not fair
but mamma always said that's life

trying to hold on trying to move past
spinning my tires in the mud,
just gets me dirty and tired fast

posted by becka at 11:59 PM

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