sick of this life
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who am i to complain
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run robotic
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i'm trying too hard to make my thoughts easier for you to understand
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well then why don't you tell me what difference it would make, then?
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excuse me ma'am, would you happen to know what answer i'm looking for?
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i guess we both lied when we said it'd last forever
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hey superstitious, smash this mirror
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our two half-truths make up one lie
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i feel like a tangent to your circle; you'll turn away from our brief moment of complete synchronization (nerd status)
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sometimes it takes a deep insight to notice something on the surface
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"i used to know you"
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thank you for firing me, mr. CEO. now, i expect a "thank you", too.
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"pardon the way that i stare"
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here, watch me tempt fate
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when you leave, there will be no one for me to be in love with
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have you wondered why i've been asking way too many questions?
there's a chance you may be right that what once was has become infatuation at this point, despite how much i've been trying not to let it come to that, and how much i want that not to be true. at least now you know what's been on my mind; i just hope i don't ruin things.
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How could Bryan Tran ruin anything at all?
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Is that last stanza for me? On ne sait jamais pas.
Planned coincidence
ReplyDeleteI saw you use it as an away message,
why is it bringing you down?
So today lots of people were angry/jealous/overall happy for me. Sad I'm leaving, jealous I got in, mad that I want to go so far away. It's funny.