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Something new, something old. Something blue, something cold. Whatever. You know, I really hate it when people say they'll do something, for example call you back before the next day, and they don't do it. I hate it. It upsets me when people do that to me. I don't know why though. It's like they are lying, stating they'll call you and then don't and call you the next day with a story as to why they didn't call. Anyways. I had a good night Friday night. Went and saw the Hero Movie. It was funny, could have been better but it was worth it. What am I doing, you ask? Right now I'm waiting on someone to call me back because this person said they would. I don't think that they will call tonight though. Then tomarrow they will be out and about. I'm thinking on scouting the rims tomarrow, give me something to do. Look for interesting things. Something to keep me from doing bad things. Drive me away, drive me to the edge. Drive me crazy, oh s**t I'm over the ledge. Ask my intentions, ask my desires. Give me detentions, burn me in the fires. Look in the eyes, what do you see? Can you realize what's best for me? I look in yours, you look in mine. Take you out, you ready to dine? Don't do this, don't do that. Accept the kiss, how hard was that? See the stars, follow the dreams. Look at mine, it's not what it seems. Run away, save a life today. Forgive you, give you a better day.
Tell me your life, but don't lie to me. Split me open, find nothing but calamity. End my ways, end my sight. Take my life, makes you feel so right. Call you out, they scream and shout. Burn my body to no existence. Acceptingly, I give no resistence.
A feeling from within, the essence of love. Word softly spoken from the skies above. So when it happens, when I die. Would you care, would you cry? It's ok, it's alright, I'll be there at your side. I'll be the one, the only one to make the pain subside. You'll see it, but it'll be too late. It's ok, but no one else can relate. I'll the one there for you in the end. Because, girl, you mean so much more than a friend.
Now, it's ok, don't worry, I must go. I know you'll be alright, because of what you know. That's all. I'm sorry, my love. Heaven is Love. Peace.