Don’t know whether to feel sorry for the person, sad or angry.

People who try to prove a point that no one seems to know what it is … except them!

Do we care?

Maybe at some point in our younger lives, but now, the care seems to fade away … bit by bit eating up itself

A piece of me has been taken away, a cheerful part of me, you’re letting the darkness consume me, not caring about anything in the world except for your world in which you only exist!

I try to find the good in me that was because of you, but it’s getting harder and harder everyday.

Why is it that you flourish over pity and sorrow? What’s so luring about it?

When will be the time that you let go? That you come down of your highend place! A place where you’re always right and worshiped. Will the day ever come?

I don’t care!

Too bad you can’t see the people we are, we are good people, despite our flaws and errors, we are good people.

Too bad, as each day goes by, we drift away farther. But then again, we were never close.

Too bad, that you choose to overlook the good and focus on the bad in all of us.

We’re not perfect, but neither are you.

It’s all a grand play, when there is an audeience, you perfect your role and when there isn’t … back to the harsh cold reality

I just want to go away, maybe I’ll see something understand something I’m not by being close to you

But just like I welcome the darkness and the depression that comes along with it, I believe you love the drama of it all, the good thing is, each time, fewer people are playing along in your over-played charade

Too bad you never see the good in us all