This one I wrote today, once again during Math class ((I guess it's so
boring it gives me inspiration.which is pretty sad when I think about it.or
maybe it was because I had these Lacuna Coil lyrics floating around my
head.either or.)) and it's for my sooner-or-later-step-sister-to-be; stupid
bitch. I finally managed to get some of how I feel down on paper, but not
all of it; it's not sitting quite right with me yet. It's okay, but it's
going to need lots of revision and adding and shit before I'm perfectly
happy, or at least content with it. When it's fixed up, whenever that is,
maybe I'll have the nerve to give it to her, and then again, maybe by then
I'll have already had the nerve to punch her in the nose, really hard.
Feedback is always welcome.
·÷±=± Demon Rising ±=±÷
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·!¦[· My Regret ·]¦!·
I'm sorry I never told you how I felt
It was selfish of me
I was protecting myself like always
Sparing myself from having to deal with guilt
But I'm done with that now
I'm reaching my breaking point
Not sure how much more I can take
Antagonizing inner conflicts
Everyone telling me to just tell you
I can't protect you from the truth anymore
This is something I thought you should know
I don't like you, I never have and I never will
I can't stand who you are and how you act
You're fake and transparent to me
Don't think you have me fooled at all
We're not friends
Don't try to pretend that I'm lying to you
I'm not
I put on a mask and played a part
Conned you for more than you're worth
I'm sick of pretending and protecting you
You don't deserve it
Go on and hate me
Why should it matter?
You're nothing to me
The truth hurts; you'll have to live with it
I should have told you sooner
It would have sparred my suffering
And truthfully, that is my only regret.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
*Smiles* I actually kind of like it. Someday I'll get up the nerve, someday
I'll show her the poem; I just wonder if she'll get the point. The truth is
painful, and it really hurts, but you have to learn to deal with it. That's
all I can say.
boring it gives me inspiration.which is pretty sad when I think about it.or
maybe it was because I had these Lacuna Coil lyrics floating around my
head.either or.)) and it's for my sooner-or-later-step-sister-to-be; stupid
bitch. I finally managed to get some of how I feel down on paper, but not
all of it; it's not sitting quite right with me yet. It's okay, but it's
going to need lots of revision and adding and shit before I'm perfectly
happy, or at least content with it. When it's fixed up, whenever that is,
maybe I'll have the nerve to give it to her, and then again, maybe by then
I'll have already had the nerve to punch her in the nose, really hard.
Feedback is always welcome.
·÷±=± Demon Rising ±=±÷
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
·!¦[· My Regret ·]¦!·
I'm sorry I never told you how I felt
It was selfish of me
I was protecting myself like always
Sparing myself from having to deal with guilt
But I'm done with that now
I'm reaching my breaking point
Not sure how much more I can take
Antagonizing inner conflicts
Everyone telling me to just tell you
I can't protect you from the truth anymore
This is something I thought you should know
I don't like you, I never have and I never will
I can't stand who you are and how you act
You're fake and transparent to me
Don't think you have me fooled at all
We're not friends
Don't try to pretend that I'm lying to you
I'm not
I put on a mask and played a part
Conned you for more than you're worth
I'm sick of pretending and protecting you
You don't deserve it
Go on and hate me
Why should it matter?
You're nothing to me
The truth hurts; you'll have to live with it
I should have told you sooner
It would have sparred my suffering
And truthfully, that is my only regret.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
*Smiles* I actually kind of like it. Someday I'll get up the nerve, someday
I'll show her the poem; I just wonder if she'll get the point. The truth is
painful, and it really hurts, but you have to learn to deal with it. That's
all I can say.