Involuntarily,
my eyelids close and I'm forced to face the truth.
I'll always exist in the background.
Just a scribe in this game of life.
Win, lose, or draw; I'll still be here,
catching your words with my pen.
I'm just your Average Everyday Friend.
Waiting to be needed,
used, shredded, and discarded
So I can recycle myself and start again.
You say you've been so lonely.
Have you looked in my eyes lately?
Yeah even those of us *I* that seem like we *I* have a happy life, sometimes the smile pasted on our *my* face that we *I* show the world is just not real, but we *I* do put on a great imitation of being happy most of the time, today is not one of those days. Today the reality of being not so happy is there for all to see.
 Data_3rr0r · Sun Mar 15, 2009 @ 09:18pm · 0 Comments |
