You Know Me, Not My Story
You Know My Name, Not My Life
You Know My Decisions, But Not My Reasoning Hate all you want, but keep your judging to
yourself.
They're Like Black Holes
Sucking Her
In To The Bottum Of A Deep Dark Place,
That's Imposible To Escape.
She Grabs On To You,
But You Let Go And Fall In With Her.
Of
Good Things Always
Coming To An End.
Of Complications Getting
In The Way Of My Happyness.
I'm Tired Of Judging The Future
Because Of My Past.
I'm Just Tired
Of Being Scared When I'm Happy,
Because I Know It Won't Last.
It's Like I'm Not Even Happy When
I'm "Happy" Anymore.