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by The Last Soul Sep 25, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
The phone is ringing I know it's you So I pretend I'm not there It rings again And once more But still I do not care I shut the door And close my eyes I listen for your voice And when I hear it I block it out I know I have no choice I thought I shut you out I thought I made it clear You can't fix anything now I don't want you near I thought I shut you out I thought I made it clear You don't exist to me anymore I'm sick of living in fear I sit at the door And put my head in my hands Tears flowing from my eyes You won't leave me alone You won't let me go And I'm dying here inside I'm so wrapped up In these thoughts of you That I'm letting myself go Has everything I said Been all in my head When will I let you know