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This Wasn't the Way It Was Supposed to Be…

April 2, 2013
By momo17 SILVER, Burien, Washington
momo17 SILVER, Burien, Washington
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Favorite Quote:
“I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.” Kurt Cobain <3


Something’s changed
Feel it more every day
Watch it all come and go
I don't know where to go
The rain loves to pour harder for me, tells me to leave
Want to go back, somehow go back
Why can’t we just f*** it all and leave

This is wrong, what happened to it all
Didn’t this used to be so great?
Finally find a place to rest my head
And would never want to go get away, another day

Backing into a corner, locked up
A few too many questions coming up

Should feel something
Wasting away
Doesn’t mean a thing
Emptiness, apathy, complacency
I don’t feel anything

Just never going to measure up,
I’m never going to be good enough

So off
Days are nights
Nights far away
I’m losing time,
So why does this matter, anyway?

Looking out the window
But I just can’t escape.
The rain keeps tapping
It’s a little too late

Frozen over
Stopped caring about nothing
And now I’ll finally get some rest
Another sleepless night
Watch me get mislead

It’s hard to feel
When there’s no one to feel for
Looking for anything
And yet I’m not that desperate
Want to be that person
But I’ll just have to wait in line
I guess it’s not yet my time

That plastered smile on my face is starting
To come down like the sun
Let the darkness come over
It won

Just never going to measure up,
I’m never going to be good enough

So off
Nays are nights
Nights far away
I’m losing time,
So why does this matter, anyway?

Looking out the window
But I just can’t escape.
The rain is tapping
It’s a little too late

I’m just so done pretending
Everything’s just crashing down around me
Why can’t I have some at least near-perfect ending
But like that will answer anything

Because, I’m never going to measure up,
I’m never going to be good enough
I feel so off
My days are nights
My nights are days
I’m losing time,
So why does this matter, anyway?
Looking out the window
But I just can’t escape.
The rain is tapping
It’s a little too late

But for now this isn’t the way it was supposed to be
Maybe there’s another plan
Looking out the window
But I need to escape
The rain is tapping
It’s a little too late
Don't know where to go from here
Can’t wait



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