skinny love.
thi songs just changes evrything for me. it gives me a new perspective ont hings. it clears up my foggy thoughts. how could one be so stupid to let someone use them? nothing is special about him. he is not superior because he is varsity quaterback. he is just a boy. with a football in one hand and every other girl in the school in his other. he is blake walters. i remember wanting to be free so bad. the bubble-gum pop songs from when i was little pumped me up so hard. i was so happy ya know. and innocent. now im just some girl with no identity. no respect for herself someone would have to look so down upon herself to do this.
there is this girl i know. she's really insecure, and i watch her fall but stand far away, not doing a thing. why? i dont know. i wish i could but she is unable to change. she's beautiful but she cant see that. i watch her as she looks in the mirror and crys. she hits the mirror, she hits it so hard her hands bleed. the same blood that pumps throughher veins, it is replaced by ice. she is no longer human. i watch her as she lets people use her. she thinks so lowly of herself that she can't see through anything. this girl, is me/
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