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Saturday, January 22, 2005
I'm about to lose control
I don't know why
Why you need some reason
To feel lost inside
You, you know that I'm alright
You know that I'm just the kind of girl
That feels so hurt and smiles
I don't use excuses
Don't ask why
It's just a breakdown
It happens all the time
So get out of my face
Don't even try
You wanna help me?
Just let me cry
Yeah I loved you all my life
You don't even know a thing I feel inside
Know, by the look in my eye
That I'm just fine
But I might need you to hold me tight
Just Let Me Cry`Ashlee Simpson
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Fuzzy images flash through her brain
Even as she sleeps late at night
Outside, the sky weeping - rain
Inside, still 'til the morning light
No rest, no reprieve
Haunting her mind relentlessly
And sitting by the window she derives
The dawn-scape staring back mockingly
Gay bluebirds singing their jeers
The lush foilage luxuriantly menacing
Sunshine casting shadows of fears
Balmy breezes bring nothing but freezing
Dew drops bow dandelion heads
A picture of sadness, grieving
Mewing of the calico kitten in its reds
Calling for help, pleading
Sitting by the windowsill she notes
The mockery of the morning cheer
And in her diary she wrote,
You mock me, then drops a tear
2005
heard
those magic reindeer click @
1:08 PM
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