Please, please forgive me
But I won't be home again
Maybe someday you'll look up
And barely conscious, you'll say to no one
Isn't something missing
You won't cry for my absence I know
You forgot me long ago
Am I that unimportant
Am I so insignificant
Isn't something missing
Isn't someone missing me
Even though I'm the sacrifice
You won't try for me, not now
Though I'd die to know you love me
I'm all alone
Isn't someone missing me
Please, please forgive me
But I won't be home again
I know what you do to yourself
I breathe deep and cry out
Isn't something missing
Even though I'm the sacrifice
You won't try for me, not now
Though I'd die to know you love me
I'm all alone
Isn't someone missing me
Missing - Evanescence
My friend Michael always said, "Those bleeding hearts and artists..." And I am both. Random illusions/delusions from my asymetrically right-brained skewed reality....
Saturday, January 29, 2005
My world
It seems like my world is opening up and closing in around me all at the same time. there are so many new and exciting things happening, but at the same time, all of the old problems are still hanging out there, haunting me, reminding me that I'm going nowhere.....making no progress. so what if all this exciting stuff is happening? the roof is still leaking. so what if i'm selling my work? too few and far between. the floor is still falling in. so what if people are calling me with jobs to do? i'm still at home alone on saturday night. that's it in a nutshell. i'm home alone and it's saturday night. it's getting really old. having friends is great. having one special friend to spend time with is what it's all about.
it's what i'm missing.
now.
it's what i'm missing.
now.
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