Wednesday, 4 July 2007
12:21:53 AM (GMT)
Sick of the lies you tell me.
Sick of apologizing for your mistakes
Sick of the ones who hate me
Sick of the ones who give me these heartaches
Sick of always saying I'm sorry even when I don't need to
Sick of my push-over ways
Sick of the posers and the haters who suck
Sick of these dark and gray days.
I'm so sick of these things in the world
Sick of the murderers and the people who hate
Sick of the ones who think that nothing's wrong with another person's life
Sick of society debate
The future might be bright without me
Only time can tell
But right now I sometimes feel like I'm in a trapped kinda hell
If we all learn to love and to give other's a chance,won't we be able one nice
I see the world in different eyes
I may think I've got it all figured out but i don't really have a clue.
No one sees the evil they do no one sees the damage they've done
All I can say is no one ever knew
I'm sick of this world
And most of society
If you really knew,what goes on behind closed doors
Maybe we can get a new variety
Sick of it all can't you see
Maybe its you
Maybe its just me.
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