I feel used.
And lost.
And torn.
Three people want the truth.
(I don't want you)
and the one that I feel for
(lie to me)
doesn't know or care.
Sigh.
I thank you so much, J.C. for easing my turmoiled mind.
But I'll still talk to It when I go to sleep.
And I'm afraid of what It is going to say.
...Heaven Help Us, I'm spitting up blood and calling for help.
And lost.
And torn.
Three people want the truth.
(I don't want you)
and the one that I feel for
(lie to me)
doesn't know or care.
Sigh.
I thank you so much, J.C. for easing my turmoiled mind.
But I'll still talk to It when I go to sleep.
And I'm afraid of what It is going to say.
...Heaven Help Us, I'm spitting up blood and calling for help.
<3 emo
