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I've distanced myself again.
Awkward around my friends.
I can't be what she needs.
I rejoice as I bleed.
I don't need their shelter,
I reject their lies.
Forced to prod and dig,
and it's killing me inside.
It's not about forgetting,
Or learning to cope.
It's about control,
and salvaging some hope.
I sit all alone.
Trying to dissect myself.
Trying to sort out,
just who I am.
Too many hours spent
trying to be understood.
Explain in vain,
They think that they're in sync with me.
If they only knew,
Just what I was thinking,
They'd be too scared.
Too scared to fucking sleep.
Zero.
Awkward around my friends.
I can't be what she needs.
I rejoice as I bleed.
I reject their lies.
Forced to prod and dig,
and it's killing me inside.
It's not about forgetting,
Or learning to cope.
It's about control,
and salvaging some hope.
Trying to dissect myself.
Trying to sort out,
just who I am.
trying to be understood.
Explain in vain,
They think that they're in sync with me.
If they only knew,
Just what I was thinking,
They'd be too scared.
Too scared to fucking sleep.
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Submitted by
xjoeboothx On Apr 12, 2002
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