June 11, 2005

It's been a while, since I could hold my head up high. And it's been a while, since I first saw you. It's been a while, since i could stand on my own two feet again. And it's been a while, since I could call you. But everything I can't remember, as fucked up as it may seem, the consequences that I've rendered, I've stretched myself beyond my means.

It's been a while, since i could say that i wasn't addicted. And it's been a while, since I could say I love myself as well. And it's been a while, since I've gone and fucked things up just like i always do. It's been a while, but all that shit seems to disappear when i'm with you. But everything I can't remember, as fucked up as it may seem, the consequences that I've rendered, I've gone and fucked things up again.

Why must i feel this way? Just make this go away. Just one more peaceful day.

It's been a while, since I could lok at myself straight. And it's been a while, since i said i'm sorry. It's been a while, since I've seen the way the candles light your face. It's been a while, but I can still remember just the way you taste. But everything I can't remember, as fucked up as it may seem, I know it's me. I cannot blame this on my father. He did the best he could for me.

It's been a while, since I could hold my head up high. And it's been a while, since I said I'm sorry.

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