It’s times like these when I fall so hard
That I wonder now how I ever got this far.
So many failures fill my mind
And then history keeps reminding me
Of these scars.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Sunday, January 20, 2008
When your scars tell the story of your broken heart.
Well well well, hello self. I haven't comfirmed my hate for life with myself in quite sometime now. So I thought I'd fill you in self.
Exxammmsss... suck. I swear there enough to ruin a persons life sometimes. Especially when, for one exam you don't even have to show up for and you would still get a better mark then half the class. And the other, you can't even pass unless you pull some kind of merical out of your ass and get a 73. AND even worse, there on the same day! jeeze. Oh well, wish me luck caz i'll be needin it.
Anyways, other then that; life is pretty good I sapose. Aside from exams, and university stuff, and the stress that comes with it, life is pretty good. I can't really complain. Today was one of my better days, finally all the waiting for someone to grow a backbone, to stick up for themself, to finally move on and let go, finally that person learnt how it feels to walk away. But not only to walk away, but to keep on walking and not look back, wether or not the person your leaving behind, is drowning in an ocean of tears and can't be helped. Wether or not that person is being slowly washed away by the things she finds strength in. Wether that person's scars start to tell the story of their broken heart and they bleed just to know their alive. It's time you let that person learn on their own, and fend for themselves..even if that person's worst enimie, is exactly who there about to become. It's better this way. After all, you can't always hold on forever. So this is where i'll be okay, when your gone.
Exxammmsss... suck. I swear there enough to ruin a persons life sometimes. Especially when, for one exam you don't even have to show up for and you would still get a better mark then half the class. And the other, you can't even pass unless you pull some kind of merical out of your ass and get a 73. AND even worse, there on the same day! jeeze. Oh well, wish me luck caz i'll be needin it.
Anyways, other then that; life is pretty good I sapose. Aside from exams, and university stuff, and the stress that comes with it, life is pretty good. I can't really complain. Today was one of my better days, finally all the waiting for someone to grow a backbone, to stick up for themself, to finally move on and let go, finally that person learnt how it feels to walk away. But not only to walk away, but to keep on walking and not look back, wether or not the person your leaving behind, is drowning in an ocean of tears and can't be helped. Wether or not that person is being slowly washed away by the things she finds strength in. Wether that person's scars start to tell the story of their broken heart and they bleed just to know their alive. It's time you let that person learn on their own, and fend for themselves..even if that person's worst enimie, is exactly who there about to become. It's better this way. After all, you can't always hold on forever. So this is where i'll be okay, when your gone.
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