

like youI know not who i amlike you
or what i do
and out of all of my actions I leave this up to you
Do you like me for who i am
Or do you look at in shame because i do not live up to your expectations
Either way i do not care because at the end of the day i know this is true
I am who i am and i will NEVER be like you.


Dry landI know all the hurt i've caused.Dry land
I know the games i've played.
Guilt is what i used to feel.
What steers me now is hate.
Hate for all the things i feel, bitterness for the things i don't.
regret for the things i can't remember, despair for the things i wont.
disappointment for my curiosity.
anger for my jealousy.
sympathy for what i've done to you.
rage for what you've done to me.
and when i've lost my voice from yelling, and i can't stand the sight of a man, i bring shaking hands to my face and take a deep breath in.