feeling alone..
transulent...
like a ghost...
covinced that no matter...
what i post...
one will boost
my words...
are read like...
ect....
nothing seems to get...
too its destination... love is in heavy...
rotation...
but its fading escping...
loosing its touch...
why must it be me...
that is the thee..
why cant it be she...
fuck that we...
i cant see ...don wanna...
bout start a new genre...
that only suits those with sense...
common...cause that shit is sick...
can give what i don have...
im tired of being sad....
im not over it i wont be...
but how so quickly...
ur over me...
but im wrong...
sounds like a contidictive
love song...
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