
I don't need to give you a description, I'll let everyone have their own idea of a meaning, I'm just here to write.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst - Words: 158 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 12-10-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3081791
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I'm so deceiving because I'm always seeming
To know what I wanna say
I have the illness of knowing nothing
I am so worthless that my mind has all but drowned
I can't do anything
I can't do anything
I can't do anything
Why don't you test me and see if I bite
I know I have the disease of knowing nothing
I see that I am a liar
And I act like I'm higher
Than what I really am
I can't do anything
I can't do anything
I can't do anything
I can't find a cure to my nothing
I know I'm starting to whine again
It's so deceiving that I have a meaning
Behind every word I say
I am sick with the virus
That eats at my eyes and
Then blows out my mind
I am so worthless and that can't even play
I can't do anything
I can't do anything
I can't do anything
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