Memories In The PitMore Like This
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To Be Honest (In My Defense)I've always felt a little bit lonely.More Like This
I've always felt a little lost.
I've always felt the need to hide away,
To a place I thought I'd be safe.
I've always felt the need to run.
I've always felt the need to leave.
The path I took led to sorrow;
Same old, same old tomorrow.
But you showed me a garden.
And you showed me a life.
You pulled me up.
Guess that's why I feel this way tonight.
Now to be honest, I don't who to blame;
The anger's lost on me.
To be honest, there were signs I guess I just didn't want to see.
But in my defense
The way you acted,
The way you stared at me.
Well in my defense
The way you smiled
& laughed at everything.
'Cause you showed me a garden.
And you brought me to life.
You pulled me up out of this hole.
Guess that's why I feel this way tonight.
And I just want to know,
For the record before I go,
Did you ever see / anything we could be?
Did you know from the start you played with my heart?
Did you know I loved the way you say my name?
Did you know from the star
Dawnlight48 hours. No sleepMore Like This
The pink lights, once pretty
seem like a hallucinogen to me
Or is it all just another twisted dream?
Fool's GoldThe words drone on and onMore Like This
As if they know what they're saying
The fool's gold drips melted from their mouths
Drying, sealing their feet to the floor.
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everything I had for
cheap wine, quick sex,
dirty sheets and sleazy secrets.
Those nights we doubled back and met
on the bus out of town
and those mornings I turned my newly oiled latch
to let you out.
There were not enough,
it was not worth the cost.
I sit alone at the very back
of the top deck of the last bus and I think
it's been two years since I last had to try
for a guy and maybe
I forgot how, maybe -
but you do not want me to try,
just to be there when you get bored.
To be fair to you;
you warned me, and said I do not care and
I am a shit and
loads of people hate me there because I treat women
But I was a bad girl and a raging fire
and I treated people badly too and
I was invincible, and no one could touch me until
I was the one left alone.
I know I have earned
every punishment and this is all my fault and would have could have
been avoided if I had only lived a little straighter.
But now it is too late -
and what do I have to lose?
The Thoughts Behind AnorexiaYoure killing yourself. Youre not eating.More Like This
Its funny how such unexpected things come from unexpected people. As my mother and I walk up the street together, me lugging handfuls of shopping bags, nearly falling over from the weight of them on my empty stomach, I keep my eyes fixed ahead of me: the view of grey London buildings Ive grown up with, swathed in November fog.
This is what I want, I have to keep reminding myself. My life has become a series of monotonous events. I hate myself for not breathing when my lungs expand, for not truly seeing when my eyes open, and for not fully feeling what I touch.
I hate myself for making her give me this talk.
Its long overdue. The people I know take their turns to give me these talks, but hers is the worst, because I care about her the most. Im letting her down, and if I dared to look at her Id see it in her eyes. But I hate myself too, and I hate myself for hating myself in the first p