Friday, February 26, 2010

Eh

Being confused is not fun
Why do you treat me like a sport?
I couldn't stop thinking about you
While I was in the pet shop because
It reminded me of you

Now sometimes it's like
She's my only friend
Who you're thinking about
Is not who I really am
Whatever you do
Don't
I try my hardest not to
Think...
About you

Fuck it, really
I don't care
I only have one of these things left
I'm realizing new things
All the time

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