It's all the same every day
You always have a lot to say
First you're angry, screaming loud
Then you're acting as if you're proud
First you say I screwed things up
Then you're giving me a free soda cup
You tell me I do nothing when I really tried
You ignore that you're killing me inside
Then you laugh and share the fun
As if a new day has begun
But it's not ok
It doesn't go away
You still make me feel like utter shit
Then a second later, forget about it
I do so much to please you
But all of my plans just fall through
You claim you show all the signs
You ignore everything the same of mine
When I wanna die you call me a liar
You were a hatchling, small and shy
Curious and always asking "Why?"
You tested your wings, you learned to fly
But you were afraid to go too high
Soon you had some words to say
You found those wings and flew away
I knew it would come, this mournful day
But those words, your words, will not decay
She takes another sip of the bitter fixation.
"I'm dying. Every day I'm dying. Every day I'm further gone."
It's not enough. It's too weak.
Any more bitter and she'd be sick.
But it's still not enough.
"I'm a living zombie, walking every day like it's meaningless."
Nothing short of drastic will help.
Nothing short of stupid will do anything.
"How can you live each day like your last when there's nothing left to live for?"
But day by day it goes on and on.
Like the un-playable warped record, it pitches the needle back to the beginning.
"Just Like Starting Over" starts over again and doesn't get very far
Again and again the intro plays
That's
Sometimes I feel like I'm just
Alone
Even though everyone is here
Even though they say they care
They don't all care
If they did, they'd have helped
Unfortunately they're the powerful
My problems don't exist
Only theirs
I'm so
alone
While they claim I lie
They claim it's all a sham
A plot to make them SUFFER
But they're making me suffer
Wait no
I don't exist
I'm only allowed to be
alone!
Biting on the edge of her glass, she stared upward into his eyes. Her short, spiky hair was blonde with streaks of green and pink. She sat there all black and white and cyan leopard print. He was going to have to try harder if he was gonna take her home.
Just a little feel, another drink, a quick kiss. Another feel-
He backed away.
Shit. Lost another one.
She frowned and walked on, shaking her hips as she went. It wasn't her fault. She just didn't have the cash yet. She would soon. Other men watched as she walked past. They beckoned to her.
She was going to get the cash one day. But until then, the inside just didn't 100% match the outsi