living on the run, driving in the sun.

I have this mess in my head.
it's stuck there.

unfortunately, she wrecked me.
unfortunately, i cannot blame her.

myself is the only one that can be blamed for such a wrecked state of mind, and such a fucked up state of being. what i really wanna know is why, was i only a toy? was i just here to bide the time for you?

doubt you ever actually cared.

its okay, i kept telling myself, this is life, this is what life gives you, must have happened for a reason.

no, life is what you make of it, obviously.
through and through is what you need to see.
i have this blood soaked tee, and i will eventually remove the stains.


on another note.
i wanna get away from here, december will be the time
i hope.
the sun is where i belong, the rain is where i stay.


try to say there's nothing to stop me.
but all i see is roadblocks.
i have no sledge hammer to break through


stuck behind them all unfortunately with the mind.

sorry, mushed up thoughts never come out right.