this was written one night when i was feeling really really really depressed and kept talking to her on msn because i needed her help, but she never answered back once, so in the heat of the moment i wrote it. the next day she apologizes for not writing back, her computer froze, and like always, when she talks to you, you feel like there isn't a problem left in the world and she made me feel like i wasn't feeling down at all to begin with. i put this up because i like some of the rhymes and stuff in there, it may have potential for some kind of a song, but not a song that i'd ever sing.
Fuck you
What’s the point
Thought you were the only one who understood it all
Now I see you’re a fake and I’d love to watch you fall
Thanks you said you’d be there for me
I told you all my secrets and I thought we’d be happy
I guess I’m just not made for these times
Not made for this planet
Not made to be on this earth
Thanks for showing me what a mannequin can be
And pretending to be my only remedy
You said you knew exactly how I felt and what I meant
Nice to see you lied your ass off and you were just for rent
I wanted to be with you more than anyone else
But the truth is you’re not the girl I used to know
What happened to who I thought you were?
The girl who didn’t give a fuck about the rest of the world
The one who said she’d be there to hear each of my words
She’s gone now I’m sure, I want you back but there’s no return
So go sing an emo song, and I’ll just crash and burn
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