More than this... You know there's nothing more than this...
I need to get out of this rut, this listlessness that invades me when I think of how unimportant everyhting I do is.
Who can show me how to live, what it actually is to live a full life, a real life? Who can tell me what to do, what meaningful action can make me feel like a real person? I need someone to save me... I need magic...
On a day like today, I looked at you and I saw something in the way you stared in to the sky.
I saw you were sick and tired of my wrong turns. If you only knew the way I feel; I'd really love to tell you, but I... can never find the words to say. And I don't know why...
Ahhh... I love Keane... saying the words I can't...
I wanted to run away. I wanted to kiss a boy, or at least have the guts to smile. I wanted to go to night party and get pissed, drunk off my ass, smoke a little, maybe barf on the nice carpet. I wanted to get on that bus and go to the beach, go to a cafe and just sit and sip alone. I wanted to at least pass by the places where I know they are hiring, maybe ask for information.
But I couldn't stop. I just kept walking along the same path I always walk, standing at the same corner, waiting for the light to change. And crying a little.
WIDGETIZE