jumble of thoughts...
i just don't know what to think about you. i just don't know. i don't know weather to love you or just forget about you. you just...you just confuse me sometimes and i don't know what to think, say or do.
i hate how everything is so confusion. i hate it how life is so confusing. why don't things go your way? why can't the past stay the past? why do old memories have to come up again.
why isn't this easy?
i hate feeling this way. i hate feeling this confusing. i hate this feeling of being lost and unsure. unsure about everything. do i do this, or do i do that? who's to say? do i let it die, or keep it alive in my heart? what if i don't make it? what if i don't get in? what happens then? what becomes of this life?
why and what. there are so many of these running around in my head and they don't stop. they just keep running around this race track called my head..never stopping. you make me sad, you make me happy. you make me cry you make me simile. you make me scared and safe all at the same time. who are we and how do we find out? i have about a hundred butterflies flying around inside my stomach. why? i don't know. i feel nervous and anxious, yet calm and serine at the same time. how do i explain this to you? but most importantly, how do i explain it to myself?
i hate how everything is so confusion. i hate it how life is so confusing. why don't things go your way? why can't the past stay the past? why do old memories have to come up again.
why isn't this easy?
i hate feeling this way. i hate feeling this confusing. i hate this feeling of being lost and unsure. unsure about everything. do i do this, or do i do that? who's to say? do i let it die, or keep it alive in my heart? what if i don't make it? what if i don't get in? what happens then? what becomes of this life?
why and what. there are so many of these running around in my head and they don't stop. they just keep running around this race track called my head..never stopping. you make me sad, you make me happy. you make me cry you make me simile. you make me scared and safe all at the same time. who are we and how do we find out? i have about a hundred butterflies flying around inside my stomach. why? i don't know. i feel nervous and anxious, yet calm and serine at the same time. how do i explain this to you? but most importantly, how do i explain it to myself?
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