I resent you for what I’ve become
I resent you for all I could be
I resent everything and everyone
Who took it out of me
Why does everyone tell me who I should be
I’m just so tired of you and me

I used to have dreams they were so grand
I used to have a life I could still have
I used to know that something I was gonna be
But now I’m just tired of you and me

You took me like a piece of clay
You took me and molded me your way
You took me and made what you wanted me to be
I’m just so tired of you and me

You with your vanilla ways
the white fence and day to days
I really wish that’s who I could be
I’m so sorry it’s over for you and me

Please don’t think I don’t love you because I really do
Don’t think I don’t wish both our dreams could come true
It could have been anything that we could be
But now I’m just so tired of you and me

all the dead sunflowers
in my mind
they were drowning
in the vacuum
I gave them up
to see them
loosing their
blossoms
and I felt so
incredibly powerful
as I drowned
myself too

The shadows have grown long and the sun is setting low. My steps have slowed down and fewer friends come to call. The world has gotten faster as I have slowed down. More and more I blend into the background when I go out. I am simply part of the scenery, seen but not acknowledged. My days are all the same, nothing out of the ordinary happens. I have more time to enjoy life, but less life to enjoy. As I see the world move past me, I try to catch my breath. Perhaps it is for the best, if I just care away. I wonder if anyone will miss me when I'm gone?

I know the drugs are killing me
Maybe that's why I take them
Hoping one day
They'll set me free

Emotional fulfilment,
We can't rely on the future,
What's now is only as good as yesterday
You can't change yourself
You can only change the world

And to that I say......

We'll fix it tomorrow

I don't think I belong in this world

Just because something looks pleasant doesn't mean it is good for you. A pretty berry can be poison. A elegant person can be brutally cold and condescending, while a person of lesser stature may be warm in welcoming. They say do not judge a book by it's cover. Many persons hide what they truly are. Like a plant that appears to be a delicate flower, only to ensnare you once you have gotten to close, saying what ugliness truly is, often depends on what you define as beautiful for yourself.