lunes, 19 de abril de 2010

Lacey Mosley

There's no room to smile
When the face you make
just before you cry
Looks so young like a child...








Tiny heart, you're not by yourself When will you recognize the beat? Of my own heart, grieving in your hand You crush me when you run that way...












My spirit is willing
but my flesh is weak
My eyelids grow heavy
and I might just fall asleep










It feels so much like falling
Dying while I wait to die
The fear of something or nothing
Lonely empty lie...











I don't need you to tell me Im weak... I trusted you with my problems... I NEVER tell anyone whats inside me... I did it once with you, I'll never do it again...




How can you possibly know Im not trying!!
I'm getting sick of trying... You're not even here, you gave up on me a long time ago... How can you possibly know what Im going through... You think Im that inmature girl that walked into the music room a few years ago... well, that's been time enough for change, I have change, you just didn't realize, I HATE THIS, whenever I try to tell someone what I feel, they just call me weak or stupid! maybe I am...


I think I'll never tell anyone about whats on my mind again, they don't care anyway...


My friends are going to other schools, my Best friends are like strangers now, they have new friends of course, now its just me, swimming in a sea of loneliness....


Im insane

Im so sick

Im so weak

Im strange

Im not anything...



Dumb

No soy como ellos, pero puedo pretender
El sol se ha ido, pero tengo luz
El dia se acabo, me estoy divirtiendo
Y creo que estoy sorda
O tal vez solo estoy feliz

Creo que solo estoy feliz...

Mi corazon esta roto, pero tengo pegamento
Ayudame a inalar y solucionarlo contigo
Flotaremos por ahi
y pasearemos en las nubes
y tendremos resaca

Just

Can't get the stink off
He's been hanging round for days
Comes like a comet
Suckered you but not your friends
One day he'll get to you
And teach you how to be a holy cow

You do it to yourself, you do
And that's what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you and no one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself

Don't get my sympathy
Hanging out the 15th floor
You've changed the locks three times
He still comes reeling through the door
One day I'll get you
And teach you how to get to purest hell

You do it to yourself, you do
And that's what really hurts
Is that you do it to yourself
Just you, you and no one else
You do it to yourself