got a cut that i got from long ago
they never bother to ask so they don't know
it's best that they're kept in the dark
i hardly ever want to talk
i don't care to help myself anymore
they've all corrupted me down to my core
so if you think i'll change you're out of luck
i hardly ever have time to talk
you drag me down to see some friends
they all leave disappointed in the end
cynicism around the clock
all because i refuse to talk
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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