Saturday, 19 February 2011

Alice Practice

You're not even the slightest bit sorry.
You're meant to care and I don't even know if you do.
I trusted in you, but now I just feel like part of your stupid joke.

People just keep sucking me in, and I keep falling into their traps and lies.
Because no matter where I go, or what I do; 
I always end up in the same place, with the same feeling.

Gutless, stupid, broken-hearted and worthless.

Breakfast At Tiffany's

Holly Golightly.


I wish I was her.
She's eighteen, flighty, and so goddamn attractive.
She doesn't have any responsibilities, no commitments, not care in the world.

She may be lonely, but being alone doesn't bother me.
Because sometimes, having nothing makes you realise you have more than you could ever hope for.
But maybe that's just what I want.

Monday, 7 February 2011

You suck.
At everything you do.
You try, and try, and try.
You think you know everything; that you have control of everything...
But then in a moment you realise that everything is much harder than you expected.
and you just fail.

You think you have no more tears to shed;
That you really don't give a shit anymore, but deep down, you really do.