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Isabelle Kerby McGowan2.
When you look at me what do you see?
Do you think that your really looking at me?
Or something I’ve designed myself to be?
I don’t even know that answer.
All I know is that this seems to fit.
And to make you believe this is who I really am all go through so much pointless shit.
Once I had my heart Broken and wanted someone else to feel my pain.
I know that my logic is insane.
Wanted someone to hurt as bad as I did.
Well it worked maybe she hurt more then I did.
After, I regreted putting anyone in such pain but by the time
I wanted to fix it,
I was too late.
Because she found someone else to fix it, who’s been their but never noticed.
It killed me to see that I wasn’t the 1 in her life anymore.
At least she was happy right?
Well WAS is the keyword.
Because then later this someone else hurt her just like I did.
Now she’s completly shadder and even though I try and help to pick up the pieces with her.
She’s to occupied with that speacial someone.
And there’s nothing that I can say or do......
To make her realize I’m still here, but it seems unimportant that I want to save her from the pain and agony she has to go through.
But she isint looking to be saved by me....
She’s still waiting for that speacial someone.
And if she doesn’t want my help then
Then I quit, Were through, I’m finished with you.
