Do I ever get to be upset? Do I ever get to be anyone but me? Hit me. Just once. I wanna feel something. Anger, Jealousy, Bitterness, Tiredness, Hope, Lust, Love. It's everywhere. It's conceptual. You just can't see it. No I'm saying you can't see it. Sometimes I think I was born backwards, you know came out my mum the wrong way. I hear words go past me backwards. The people I should love I hate, and the people I hate... Women are a total mystery to you. Love love love... What it's good for? absolutely nothing. (Why can't you help him?) Cuz I love you...
Smoky eyes and brown hairs and vomit and tears and bitterness and a strange but definitely catchy beauty and cigarettes and mushrooms and love, anger, once a smile, sadness, a need to get away from herself, worrying in the eyes, as well as sadness, too much pain and too much love to give, so much that if ever someone catches it out, the world would end. You know that smile that means you don't know me. You will never and you have never. But I know her. Much more than she bets... I never could have imagined that I could miss someone that much... She' s a diamond, but no one seems to care. She's far too precious, but no one seems to check this out. I like one grl. No, I love her. I love... her.