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by Ariana Jan 18, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
They say I'm out of control Completely losing grip They all watch me As I completley slip They say that I need help That I'm addicted to this new lifestyle The sex, drugs,and drinking But they wonder if it's worthwhile They say I have a void That I seem to need filled And I do this with my life Full of lies and guilt Every weekend it's the same thing Just with a different guy Drinking and smoking Until I'm completely high Every week I feel the same way Completely like a wh*ore Hooking up with a different guy Than the weekend before And the lonliness and hurt Grows so strong Until I drink away my stress And pretend nothing is wrong I just want to feel needed And loved by a guy I can't figure it out I have no idea why I like being this way And it the same I just haven't figured out The secret to this game