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desertions) wrote2004-09-30 01:27 am
desertions) wrote2004-09-30 01:27 am
Can't Stop What Is On It's Way....
Ah. Sleep
I should do that soon
Considering that I am definetly 100% going back to school tommorow
Been thinking too much though
I hate that no matter what I do, I feel guilty
It seems like this complex of mine
I hate hurting people, so I hold back, until I can't anymore, and all this stuff comes out, unexeptly
And I hurt them. Badly.
And I don't know how to fix it
What I want to say never seems to come out right
Maybe my Grandma's right when she says I need social skill training
I try though
I really do
I mean, I'm not good at very many things in this world, but I like to think that if there's one thing I'm good at, it's being a friend
Maybe I was wrong
I just hope this is fixable
Either way, I will hold my chest high, keep my head above the water and hope for the best
Cause really, I don't know what else to do
I really don't
For once in her life, Katie Carlson is at a loss of words or opionons
And she doesn't know what to do about it
She really doesn't
Song of the Entry:
Bells For Her by Tori Amos
And through the life force and there goes her friend
On her Nishiki it's out of time
And through the portal they can make amends
He would you say whatever we're blanket frinds
Can't stop what's coming
Can't stop what is on its way
And through the walls they made their mudpies
I've got you mind I said she siad I've you voice
I said you don't need my voice girl you have your own
But you never thought it was enough of
So they went years and years
Like sisters blanket girls
Always there through that and this
There's nothing we cannot ever fix I said
Can't stop what's coming
Can't stop what is on it's way
Bells and footfalls and soliers and dolls
Brothers and lovers she and I were
Now she seems to be sand under his shoes
There's nothing I can do Can't stop what's coming
Can't stop what is on it's way
And now I speak to you are you in there
You have her face and her eyes
But you are not her
And we go at each other
Like blank ettes who can't find
Their thread and their bare
Can't stop loving
Can't stop what is on its way
And I see it coming and It's on its way
I should do that soon
Considering that I am definetly 100% going back to school tommorow
Been thinking too much though
I hate that no matter what I do, I feel guilty
It seems like this complex of mine
I hate hurting people, so I hold back, until I can't anymore, and all this stuff comes out, unexeptly
And I hurt them. Badly.
And I don't know how to fix it
What I want to say never seems to come out right
Maybe my Grandma's right when she says I need social skill training
I try though
I really do
I mean, I'm not good at very many things in this world, but I like to think that if there's one thing I'm good at, it's being a friend
Maybe I was wrong
I just hope this is fixable
Either way, I will hold my chest high, keep my head above the water and hope for the best
Cause really, I don't know what else to do
I really don't
For once in her life, Katie Carlson is at a loss of words or opionons
And she doesn't know what to do about it
She really doesn't
Song of the Entry:
Bells For Her by Tori Amos
And through the life force and there goes her friend
On her Nishiki it's out of time
And through the portal they can make amends
He would you say whatever we're blanket frinds
Can't stop what's coming
Can't stop what is on its way
And through the walls they made their mudpies
I've got you mind I said she siad I've you voice
I said you don't need my voice girl you have your own
But you never thought it was enough of
So they went years and years
Like sisters blanket girls
Always there through that and this
There's nothing we cannot ever fix I said
Can't stop what's coming
Can't stop what is on it's way
Bells and footfalls and soliers and dolls
Brothers and lovers she and I were
Now she seems to be sand under his shoes
There's nothing I can do Can't stop what's coming
Can't stop what is on it's way
And now I speak to you are you in there
You have her face and her eyes
But you are not her
And we go at each other
Like blank ettes who can't find
Their thread and their bare
Can't stop loving
Can't stop what is on its way
And I see it coming and It's on its way