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Wicked Wasted Workings
Where is my heart now?
Is there a reason that I feel so cold inside?
Am I so beaten by the past that I've decided that I've had enough?
I give what I can, I take nothing back. The decisions that i've made
will stick,
the mistakes,
the fuck ups,
the make ups,
the let downs.
When I woke up, there was something hanging over me,
Bad dream?
Horrible thoughts?
Did I see something in my mind that upset me?
I cant answer that, because simply, I have no idea.
If I could answer it, would I want to know the truth?
Or would I try to ignore it, and hope for the best?
The unanswered questions seem to be the worst.
I know the truth in alot of situations,
But it seems that others think I don't.
despite what people think of me,
I'm not an idiot.
I know that things are happening,
and i will continue to think and know that much.
You dont fool me.
You never have.
You never will.
