some of this is about me. some of it isn't. some of it's random. some of it isn't. either way. it's just a point of view. that either makes sense. or doesn't.
When it all comes to...I don't think it really matters. I can try so hard to make people see. But every one seems to be so damn blind. Every one seems to not have the slightest care in the world.
My past is over. It's time to move on to my future. As long as I pay as much attention to my present. But I can't. Everything's not the same. I can't stay in one place for too long. I'll go crazy.
I want to go somewhere far away sometimes. I want to run as far as i can without stopping. Like I used to do when i was little. But I'm frozen in place.
I want him to see me for me. But he seems so far away. I doubt he even notices me. For who I really am.
But when it all comes to... I don't think it really matters... Every one seems to be so damn blind... When it comes to me trying to be me...