September 30, 2009
By JessM SILVER, Wasilla, Alaska
JessM SILVER, Wasilla, Alaska
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My head’s all mixed up, everything is insane.
I love you, now I don’t
Man you’re such a pain.
What is this love game?

It’s always the good guys
It’s nice to meet you, I best be on my way.
It shouldn’t be that hard to see,
All they want is to get from point A to point B.

Drop dead,
A bullet to my head

You tell me you’re sorry
I won’t have none of that
You said that always
You’d stay true the whole way through

If you’re stayin then I’m goin,
If you go I’ll always be there
Unless we fade away,
I won’t care.

I am who I am,
No where to be found
You are who you are,
Recalling all you confessed

You’re on your death bed until it’s time
To find someone else that’s left behind
Another piece of the puzzle that doesn’t fit
Someone who’s so sick of this,
Thinking back, losing sleep, vision clogged with tears

Notice this,
Notice me.
It’s not where I want to be
So let’s take a detour,
Go get your chauffer
Let’s take a drive and bury the casket
And officially declare this

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