dear where you at- you little funky bitch diary,
keep making me search and i'll flip the fuck out. that's where it all went wrong. i share my thoughts- some of them- the ones that don't matter- and someone else falls madly in love. i think it's you- my hopes are high- and it turns out to be a man of such high caliber. he is very convincing- this man who is not you- but i have heard this all before, i keep telling this man with such a high status- reminding him- i am a whore. then i walk through my door- coming home- is always a challenge- but i cant just bail on my whole life. or can i? sometimes it seems like i have all that i deserve- and then i get really pissed off at myself and i think "WHAT NERVE?" looking back over time- and all the stupid paths i have chosen to take- i'm up to my knees in the same mistakes. maybe it is time to be held to a higher standard- if i do that first- then that is the way it will be. but to make a change it fucking starts with me.
keep making me search and i'll flip the fuck out. that's where it all went wrong. i share my thoughts- some of them- the ones that don't matter- and someone else falls madly in love. i think it's you- my hopes are high- and it turns out to be a man of such high caliber. he is very convincing- this man who is not you- but i have heard this all before, i keep telling this man with such a high status- reminding him- i am a whore. then i walk through my door- coming home- is always a challenge- but i cant just bail on my whole life. or can i? sometimes it seems like i have all that i deserve- and then i get really pissed off at myself and i think "WHAT NERVE?" looking back over time- and all the stupid paths i have chosen to take- i'm up to my knees in the same mistakes. maybe it is time to be held to a higher standard- if i do that first- then that is the way it will be. but to make a change it fucking starts with me.
