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By Lulu Date: 2003 Mar 12 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.12.16.20.10649]] |
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Why is it that when I was ok, with who I am... with who I'm not... No one ever cared? No one cared If I was dead or alive... No one cared about anything. But now.. Now that I have slowly, painfully, bitterly.. lost site of reality.. lost the happiness I once possessed.. Everyone Wants to be in my business. Now that I have to cause myself pain, push away the ones I want to keep close, See my own blood to simply get threw the day.. Everyone wants to know everything. Now that I want people to leave me alone, they suddenly want to constantly be in my company. to these questions, I have no answer. |