You are one of God's mistakes,
You crying, tragic waste of skin,
I'm well aware of how it aches ,
And you still won't let me in.
Now I'm breaking down your door,
To try and save your swollen face ,
Though I don't like you anymore,
You lying, trying waste of space..
Before our innocence was lost,
You were always one of those ,
Blessed with lucky sevens ,
And the voice that made me cry .
My Oh My.
You were mother nature's son ,
Someone to whom I could relate ,
Your needle and your damage done,
Remains a sordid twist of fate.
Now I'm trying to wake you up ,
To pull you from the liquid sky ,
Coz if I don't we'll both end up ,
With just your song to say goodbye.
My Oh My.
A song to say goodbye,
A song to say goodbye ,
A song to say...
Before our innocence was lost,
You were always one of those,
Blessed with lucky sevens,
And the voice that made me cry.
It's a song to say goodbye.
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I want to love myself. Honestly, I do. Why is it that when others say one thing, I think another? How can I trust what they say is the truth when people lie all the time? Like, I realize that I am not a bad person, and that I could be worse off. But I can't help wanting to change every bit of me with all my might. I know I'll never be perfect. I won't have thighs that don't touch, or ever be model thin. But, I just want to look different than I do now. I feel that if I workout hard, I can have some sort of control.
I'm superficial in a way I guess. Actually, I'm extremely superficial when it comes to myself. I think that the way I think is how others think. Skin deep and nothing more. I have a image of myself in my head and it's completely different than what I am now. I want to be this person. I know that I won't be happier, but at least I have one thing that makes me less happy. I guess that I want to give some sort of value to myself. If my life sucks, at least I'm skinny. It's horrible, but it's one less thing to complain about. I know that losing a few pounds will not make anyone like me more. I know that, but it's hard because how do I know they won't? I realize that even so, those are not the people I want surrounding me at all. But I can't help thinking this way.
I am not comfortable with myself.
3 comments:
I understand. Its not a nice thing to have to admit, even to yourself. But I get it. I wish I could just come to terms with myself instead of changing and still having to come to terms with myself. Its like an extra step we shouldn't have to take,but we are anyway. Like I'm just waiting for the day where it 'clicks' and I get it. That its ok. Just roll with the punches I guess. <3
PS. This song is probably the best one on the entire album that its from, cept for maybe one more song. I love this song. :)
i like post-blue... but i haven't heard the entire album yet though.
haha post blue is cool,but ive learned that post blue has the EXACT same rift as this greek song from my dad's homeland haha so I'm like uhhhhhh wierd...lol but its cool. If you listen to the rest of the album, my fave on it is 'Blind' like ...oh man, that song kills me,but in a good way. Listen to it! its kinda slow, but awesome :) <3
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