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by Jayden Mackwell Apr 27, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Sometimes I wish, I could turn back time, Make all the pain go away, And make all the memories mine. Sometimes I wish, That I never met you, Because the day that we met, All my nightmares came true. Sometimes I dream, That I'm not living this way, That I'm not all that sad, And that I smile each day. Sometimes I dream, That someone will care, And they'll take me away, From all that's not fair. Sonetimes I hope, That this heartache isn't real, And maybe somehow, All my wounds could heal. Sometimes I hope, That you'll say how you feel, And I won't be left hanging, In a place so surreal. Sometimes I try, To be happy again, But always it seems, I lose in the end. Sometimes I try, To forget my past, About all the times I've cried, And all the scars that last. Sometimes I wonder, How I survived this long, Because everything I do, Turns out to be wrong. Sometimes I wonder, If I deserve to die, Then I wouldn't have to question, All the reasons why. So why am I wishing? I'm not living at all, I'm barely existing, Just waiting to fall. Why do I dream? It'd be simple to leave, It'd just take one slip, To add to my sleeve. Why do I hope? There's nothing for me, I've looked forever, And there's no one I can be. Why do I try? My heart's too torn, My arms are tired, And my emotions are sore. Why do I wonder? I know how this ends, It's not a happy ever after, It ends with nothing.