TickleMeEmo
08/14/04, 10:12 AM
Please Return To Sender
It's easy to lie to yourself
and false front the truth
but who are you hurting?
I gave you trust and
you threw it away
for the feeling of fitting in.
And it was never up to me
to be the one who saves you
It was never up to me.
And I did what I had to
Because it could have been up to me.
So don't come towards my way
Because the silence can fill this box
as fast as trust is lost.
And I locked up my trust
So it couldn't be ripped away
So when you get home, it'll be at your step
with a stamp on top.
PLEASE RETURN TO SENDER:
because you don't deserve it
and I want it back.
Birthdays And Vodka Shots Part I
Life Lessons aren't learned in a classroom
but from experiences to the heart.
And this feeling of loss
gradually takes its place.
And everything I had I gave to you
so you wouldn't forget me.
So all I have left are simple memories
Of birthday dinners to vodka shots
and the feeling of that morning after.
And the fact that through it all
you were the only one there.
Birthdays And Vodka Shots Part 2
My back finally gave out
So I wouldn't have to be there for you.
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Six months has gone by without a trace
and I'm sure there'll be another six like this.
I had to base my days and nights
on one mistake you had to make.
You're seemingly fine during the day
but then the day begins to break.
And you drink till the bottle is done
and suddenly you're not okay.
You're intolerance rises as well as your anger
and you're not the person I thought you were.
These temptations of yours have begun
to over power who you really are.
And now it's hard to tell the difference in
this two-faced reality.
Why do you choose to be like this?
What motivates you to hit the bottle?
You don't need to drink the bottle to the core
for your originality.
A goodnight's sleep is all you need
but that’s not good enough for me.
Because once the day begins to break
I know this night will be
just like the one before.
And soon enough another night like this
could be the end of you.
Cause too much of your "good" drink
is way too much of a bad thing.
Maybe It's Just A Dream
"Breathe in and breathe out
there's only a few more hours."
After noon I'll change my ways
for better or for worse.
I'll fall into apathy
and form a lack of sympathy.
And I'll never be the same.
"Breathe in and breathe out
it was only twenty-eight days ago.
Just breathe.
You have the rest of your life."
After the days I changed my ways.
As it seems it's for the worse.
I can't stand to be around
the people I thought I knew.
And I can't stand to stay awake
for longer than a few hours.
I can't make sense of why I'm here
or why I changed the way I did.
Maybe the fear of change
had made the change.
Or maybe I just needed it.
"Breathe in and breathe out
You're going to be okay.
Just know that.
Get ready though.
Wake up.
It's the first day of
the rest of your life."
Yeah, What they said...
"i'm tired of being what you want me to be..."
I can't apologize for who I am
I'm just not sorry
that I'd rather spend my nights sitting home
than conforming to your ways.
And I'd say "quality over quantity"
because I have all I need. Do you?
"And I know I may end up failing too
But I know you were just like me
with someone disappointed in you."
I'm sure it'd be the day
when someone of lesser value set you straight.
And even if you never change
and I failed at opening your eyes
then at least I tried.
Cause I bet you never did
And don't look at me like I was wrong
Because that's how you came to be.
They pointed out your mistakes
and told you to do the same
Now the question is "Who cares?"
Not me.
No, not me.
So I guess I'll see you around.
Unwillingly.
"I've become so numb I can't feel you there.
Become so tired so much more aware.
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you."
The words in italics are "Numb" by Linkin Park
...I Promise
It wouldn't be a guilt trip
If you didn't know I was right.
Free Fall For The Fuck Up
I'm a mess, I guess.
It's what I've asked for, it's what I've needed.
Well, you knew me better than that,
or at least you did then something happened.
But once again something's happened.
You said it yourself
You make fun of me to keep this in line.
It's how we do.
Well I figured after all the talks
You'd finally realize the writing on the wall.
I figured I knew you.
But once again you make it hard
for me to tell who I'm dealing with.
Which one of you.
And everytime I fall
You'd pick me up
Just to push me back down.
It's always something new
With you and the things you do.
You feel no shame in who you are.
I guess this just goes to show
That people who are totally different
can't coexist civilly.
lines in italic are "Sun" by Mae
Family and Friends
Am I the only one to feel
the way I do?
You don't know what you put me through.
"I hope she's doing better."
No, you're not getting out of this
so easily.
I wish you'd learn from your
mistakes and pay the price.
I hope that with every sip
of the bottle
you drown in the pain
you brought upon yourself.
I know I remind you
of what you lost
but you don't even know me.
I'd write you a letter
to further explain myself
and sign it "the youngest daughter
of the family you never cared about."
But I have no time
I'm too busy picking up the pieces
that your mistakes left behind.
Sometimes I'd wish you'd hit me
so I have a reason to walk out.
But I've dealt with this for
the past five years.
Why does it matter anymore?
I'm apathetic
because of your lack
of responsibility and loyalty.
But I don't care.
I always believed that
in the end the only thing
that matters are your
family and friends.
Well, what do you do
when you turn your back on your family
and your friends turn their back on you?
What happens then?
I am so sick of the freefall
where I have to pick
myself up before I hit bottom.
"Anytime"
Around the clock
24 hours a day
7 days a week
That's what it means to me
but no, you weren't there.
And I'll fall asleep countless times
with your inability to be a friend
on my mind
and I'll wake up
with it all screaming back at me.
And I know what I need to say
before I even say it.
But when you're born to give in and give up
the lines you've recited in your mind
they don't mean anything.
I guess this is what I get
for trusting too easily and believing
all that I see and hear.
I hope you know that I'm not behind you anymore
So leave your problems at my doorstep
I'll make sure that I lock up tonight.
And I'll make sure your problems
get shipped back to you by standard mail.
Because I guess you deserve that much.
But I don't care.
Yours Untruly,
Sara
okay let me know if you like any of them
It's easy to lie to yourself
and false front the truth
but who are you hurting?
I gave you trust and
you threw it away
for the feeling of fitting in.
And it was never up to me
to be the one who saves you
It was never up to me.
And I did what I had to
Because it could have been up to me.
So don't come towards my way
Because the silence can fill this box
as fast as trust is lost.
And I locked up my trust
So it couldn't be ripped away
So when you get home, it'll be at your step
with a stamp on top.
PLEASE RETURN TO SENDER:
because you don't deserve it
and I want it back.
Birthdays And Vodka Shots Part I
Life Lessons aren't learned in a classroom
but from experiences to the heart.
And this feeling of loss
gradually takes its place.
And everything I had I gave to you
so you wouldn't forget me.
So all I have left are simple memories
Of birthday dinners to vodka shots
and the feeling of that morning after.
And the fact that through it all
you were the only one there.
Birthdays And Vodka Shots Part 2
My back finally gave out
So I wouldn't have to be there for you.
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
Six months has gone by without a trace
and I'm sure there'll be another six like this.
I had to base my days and nights
on one mistake you had to make.
You're seemingly fine during the day
but then the day begins to break.
And you drink till the bottle is done
and suddenly you're not okay.
You're intolerance rises as well as your anger
and you're not the person I thought you were.
These temptations of yours have begun
to over power who you really are.
And now it's hard to tell the difference in
this two-faced reality.
Why do you choose to be like this?
What motivates you to hit the bottle?
You don't need to drink the bottle to the core
for your originality.
A goodnight's sleep is all you need
but that’s not good enough for me.
Because once the day begins to break
I know this night will be
just like the one before.
And soon enough another night like this
could be the end of you.
Cause too much of your "good" drink
is way too much of a bad thing.
Maybe It's Just A Dream
"Breathe in and breathe out
there's only a few more hours."
After noon I'll change my ways
for better or for worse.
I'll fall into apathy
and form a lack of sympathy.
And I'll never be the same.
"Breathe in and breathe out
it was only twenty-eight days ago.
Just breathe.
You have the rest of your life."
After the days I changed my ways.
As it seems it's for the worse.
I can't stand to be around
the people I thought I knew.
And I can't stand to stay awake
for longer than a few hours.
I can't make sense of why I'm here
or why I changed the way I did.
Maybe the fear of change
had made the change.
Or maybe I just needed it.
"Breathe in and breathe out
You're going to be okay.
Just know that.
Get ready though.
Wake up.
It's the first day of
the rest of your life."
Yeah, What they said...
"i'm tired of being what you want me to be..."
I can't apologize for who I am
I'm just not sorry
that I'd rather spend my nights sitting home
than conforming to your ways.
And I'd say "quality over quantity"
because I have all I need. Do you?
"And I know I may end up failing too
But I know you were just like me
with someone disappointed in you."
I'm sure it'd be the day
when someone of lesser value set you straight.
And even if you never change
and I failed at opening your eyes
then at least I tried.
Cause I bet you never did
And don't look at me like I was wrong
Because that's how you came to be.
They pointed out your mistakes
and told you to do the same
Now the question is "Who cares?"
Not me.
No, not me.
So I guess I'll see you around.
Unwillingly.
"I've become so numb I can't feel you there.
Become so tired so much more aware.
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you."
The words in italics are "Numb" by Linkin Park
...I Promise
It wouldn't be a guilt trip
If you didn't know I was right.
Free Fall For The Fuck Up
I'm a mess, I guess.
It's what I've asked for, it's what I've needed.
Well, you knew me better than that,
or at least you did then something happened.
But once again something's happened.
You said it yourself
You make fun of me to keep this in line.
It's how we do.
Well I figured after all the talks
You'd finally realize the writing on the wall.
I figured I knew you.
But once again you make it hard
for me to tell who I'm dealing with.
Which one of you.
And everytime I fall
You'd pick me up
Just to push me back down.
It's always something new
With you and the things you do.
You feel no shame in who you are.
I guess this just goes to show
That people who are totally different
can't coexist civilly.
lines in italic are "Sun" by Mae
Family and Friends
Am I the only one to feel
the way I do?
You don't know what you put me through.
"I hope she's doing better."
No, you're not getting out of this
so easily.
I wish you'd learn from your
mistakes and pay the price.
I hope that with every sip
of the bottle
you drown in the pain
you brought upon yourself.
I know I remind you
of what you lost
but you don't even know me.
I'd write you a letter
to further explain myself
and sign it "the youngest daughter
of the family you never cared about."
But I have no time
I'm too busy picking up the pieces
that your mistakes left behind.
Sometimes I'd wish you'd hit me
so I have a reason to walk out.
But I've dealt with this for
the past five years.
Why does it matter anymore?
I'm apathetic
because of your lack
of responsibility and loyalty.
But I don't care.
I always believed that
in the end the only thing
that matters are your
family and friends.
Well, what do you do
when you turn your back on your family
and your friends turn their back on you?
What happens then?
I am so sick of the freefall
where I have to pick
myself up before I hit bottom.
"Anytime"
Around the clock
24 hours a day
7 days a week
That's what it means to me
but no, you weren't there.
And I'll fall asleep countless times
with your inability to be a friend
on my mind
and I'll wake up
with it all screaming back at me.
And I know what I need to say
before I even say it.
But when you're born to give in and give up
the lines you've recited in your mind
they don't mean anything.
I guess this is what I get
for trusting too easily and believing
all that I see and hear.
I hope you know that I'm not behind you anymore
So leave your problems at my doorstep
I'll make sure that I lock up tonight.
And I'll make sure your problems
get shipped back to you by standard mail.
Because I guess you deserve that much.
But I don't care.
Yours Untruly,
Sara
okay let me know if you like any of them