Sometimes in life,
I pause where I stand and take a breath,
Forgetting about my sorrows and strife.
For once not fearing death.
Sometimes I live,
Like the seed of a tree,
Not needing to forget, or forgive,
Just flying around; free.
Sometimes I lie,
Just to get people off my back.
I'm feeling upset because of a guy,
But it's not like many people really give a crap.
Sometimes I cry,
Because I want to let out the stress I have
Over that one guy,
Who is just a chav.
Sometimes I smile
Because once in a great while,
He makes my happy
Even though at the same time he makes me life ******
Sometimes I shake,
I can't handle what's really at stake;
Loosing someone like you,
Is something I can't live through.
Sometimes I want to scream;
You did break my heart
And I'm only happy in dreams,
Where we're not living worlds apart.
Sometimes I want to yell,
Because you feel compelled,
To keep secretes from me,
As if it'll keep from making bad memories.
Sometimes, I feel the pain
You caused with a knife,
Through my heart's vain's.
Nearly ending the meaning of my life.
And yet,
Somehow. . .
Somehow in life,
I pause where I sit,
Taking a breath, no longer feeling the knife,
Planted there by some twit.
Apr 25, 2012
Apr 25, 2012 at 12:59 AM UTC
Sometimes in life,
I pause where I stand and take a breath,
Forgetting about my sorrows and strife.
For once not fearing death.
Sometimes I live,
Like the seed of a tree,
Not needing to forget, or forgive,
Just flying around; free.
Sometimes I lie,
Just to get people off my back.
I'm feeling upset because of a guy,
But it's not like many people really give a crap.
Sometimes I cry,
Because I want to let out the stress I have
Over that one guy,
Who is just a chav.
Sometimes I smile
Because once in a great while,
He makes my happy
Even though at the same time he makes me life ******
Sometimes I shake,
I can't handle what's really at stake;
Loosing someone like you,
Is something I can't live through.
Sometimes I want to scream;
You did break my heart
And I'm only happy in dreams,
Where we're not living worlds apart.
Sometimes I want to yell,
Because you feel compelled,
To keep secretes from me,
As if it'll keep from making bad memories.
Sometimes, I feel the pain
You caused with a knife,
Through my heart's vain's.
Nearly ending the meaning of my life.
And yet,
Somehow. . .
Somehow in life,
I pause where I sit,
Taking a breath, no longer feeling the knife,
Planted there by some twit.
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Chav: British slang for a particular bloke.
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