Okay, my life sucks and I'm angry. My psyche seems to be hemorrhaging ink as well. Like any good angst-ridden semi-sociopath I feel the need to share that with the world at large. So here it goes. Feel free to add your comments, opinions, whatever.
Yesterday's Girl
You’re looking for forgiveness
You’re looking for a light
A way to make the crying stop
A win without a fight
Its hope that makes you stupid
When they offer you the world
Tomorrow when you wake up
You’ll be yesterday’s girl.
Why is it so hard for you?
Why can’t you be alone?
What is it you’re running from?
And why can’t you run home?
So who are you really mad at?
When you can’t make them stay.
You knew you were disposable.
Yesterday’s girls are made that way.
You can’t make them love you.
Even though its what you need.
They can’t make the pain stop.
They can only make you bleed.
All of your punishments fit your crimes
And now it seems you’ll spend your lifetime
Being yesterday’s girl.