They make me mad, they make me disappointed,
I don't want to deal with it, I don't want to play that game,
I know I can't lower my standards, I can't sink to their level,
But there's still something wrong, I just don't feel right.
I show to be strong, I appear to be of joy,
But I can't lie to those who surround me,
I would break the standards that I make,
My life is of irony, my words are of sarcasm,
I try to not disappoint, but does that make me fake?
I say goodbye, for I cannot ride along
With this silly roller coaster that people take.
But again I say, my life is of irony,
It was a goodbye, but it hurts,
The feeling won't detach from its host,
This feeling I brought to myself, because this time I said it.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
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