I've been thinking about a lyric to one of the songs I like. It's her favorite band too.
can you extract me from my plastic fantasy
i didn't think so but I'm still convinceable
will you persist even after i bet you
a billion dollars that I'll never love you
will you persist even after i kiss you
goodbye for the last time
will you keep on trying to prove it?
She will never reciprocate. Her words. Cold and sterile. Thought out.
I don't know what I'm doing. Talked to a friend last night. Apparently I'm as bad as her, or could be. I've been better this semester but I still need work. What comes out of my mouth has improved considerably. My "mannerisms" haven't. I didn't even know that was an issue until yesterday.
How many real friends do I have? Hard to tell now.
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