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by Passionate Mar 18, 2006 category : Friendship, family / family
Stop looking down at me like i stand as crooked as your ways, stop contradicting me what i say will always be what i say. stop gazing past me like I'm not here, like i don't matter at all, stop refusing to see how hard you've made me fall. I'm sick of being ignored, tired of being left out pushed away, regretting this, but i know it's what i have to say. don't look for me the next time that i leave, i won't be coming back, and if it affects you at all maybe before you should have thought of that. you must think it's a joke, that I'm really just fooling around, but your not dreaming, and I'm honestly not here now.you had a chance, fifteen or so, and you never took them then, now i promise your mistakes will grow, until they are ten. the seeds will spring up like the plants in your garden daddy, and your tears you'll have to wipe momma with your sewing fabrics and threads. flowers stitched into time, a soul that is not mine, found and cut, you thought it wasn't much, and this you know I'm not here now.