she's in my head. the problem is, i know i'll never get her. and maybe that's really just my deep rooted low self esteem talking, but i'm not so sure anymore.
i've been fucking around too long and now i've slacked myself out of contention. someone else gets to hold her hand. someone else gets to write her lovely letters. watch tv and just couch all day.
i'm burned out and wasted. just another genius with nothing to show for it. so much to give, but no one to share with.
shite.
i've been fucking around too long and now i've slacked myself out of contention. someone else gets to hold her hand. someone else gets to write her lovely letters. watch tv and just couch all day.
i'm burned out and wasted. just another genius with nothing to show for it. so much to give, but no one to share with.
shite.
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