I woke up this morning after dreaming, what ever I dreamt, I don't really remember, but there were words stuck in my head, and I'm pretty sure there was a rhythm to them, or a tune, but i don't remember that either.

So anyway, I wrote down the words, and now I have something to work on for the next week till school starts, and I get busy and forget about it.

Sit By Me

i feel I got cracked open

split right down in two

i feel like there is nothing

nothing I can do

I feel like i am broken

broken and it hurt

I feel like it is ending

ending with my heart

And if I started running

to run so far away

I feel like there is nothing

nothing you would say

So won't you come

and sit right close to me

won't you come

help pick up my debris

So won't you come

and wipe away my fear

won't you come

and help me shed a tear

So won't you come

yea won't you come

come sit by me

It feel like it's a long time

since you did see me cry

It feels like such a long time

since I could call you mine

It feels like you don't notice

or see me any more

It feels like I should scream out

that you are such a whore

it feels like I should run

run so far away

I hope that by now

you might have something you could say

So won't you come

and sit right close to me

So won't you come

I'll help with your debris

So won't you come

I'll wipe way my fear

So won't you come

and help you shed a tear

So won't you come

yea won't you come

please sit by me

So I guess that's how it ends...

:D

"and so it is

just like you said it would be

life goes easy on me

most of the time."

I started again, I don't know how it will end this time

All it would take was one step

Then I can feel the breeze

In a different manner

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Just slowly turn the wheel

and your world will change

As you scrape on by

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Ever have one of those days

When you don't feel like socializing with anyone

thats basically been my past week

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Sometimes I want it to end

Sometimes I don't

Usually it's the first one

I know I am a moth drawn to the flame

I know that eventually I will be burnt, or am burning

But it's so beautiful

Can you find something that you've already found before

Can you win what has been lost

Is there such a thing as second chances

When looking for something

is it best to find it

or let it find you

I honestly don't know right now