There are days when all i wanna do is spend all my hours, all my minutes, all my seconds, all my days, by your side And there are days when all i wanna do is spend all my hours, all my minutes, all my seconds, all my days, as far away from you as i possibly can
Isn't it ironic how i said that i would never drag a blade across my skin because of my fear of blood Isn't it ironic how people didn't realize that was my perfect excuse to do so Isn't it ironic how the things we do to feel alive, are the things that can **** us
People always tell you that living in the city means you miss out on the night sky. The thing I don't realize is it doesn't matter where you are— the stars are still there, just different. And the way I see it, Cityscapes at night have their own cosmic qualities. Groups of skyscrapers cluster into galaxies and headlights shine like comets and if you look up the moon is still shining there. The way I see it, cities act as solar systems in themselves; holding all of the excitement and all of the magic and all of the inspiration that comes from gazing at the stars.
Today I feel lonely. And it isn't the kind of lonely like when all your friends leave for class and you have a fee period. It's that kind of lonely that you never notice until all your friends aren't around and only your thoughts are there for you to listen to.
Today I feel lonely. I hadn't felt it until now, but it's been there all day. The kind of lonely you get when you feel like none of them care, not really, and without you nothing would change and there's no possible way that anyone will ever love you.
Today I feel lonely. And I wish I didn't, but I can't help it much. It's the kind of lonely where the tears pool up behind your eyes all day, but nobody stops to notice the glistening you're holding back.
Today I feel lonely. And I don't know why, but I hope tomorrow is better.