[[*To Fix A Broken Life, Use The Tools Of The Heart*]]

[[*A loveless world is a dead world, and always there comes an hour when one is weary of prisons, of one's work, and of devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face; the warmth and wonder of a loving heart*]] - "The Plague" by Albert Camus

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Monday, March 13, 2006

they don't understand.
I don't think they ever will.
And there's just no point in trying anymore.
They don't know how it makes me feel
Everytime they say it.
A piece of me dies everytime I hear it
And the pain is something that haunts me
Long after the moment.
There are nights when I can't sleep
Because I worry:
I worry that tomorrow is the day that
They decide they don't love me anymore.

And then I will be alone.
What do I do then?

I give up.
I'll be silent from now on and do
What they want.
If I have to be someone I'm not
Just to make them love me,
I will be that person.

It doesn't matter anymore.

posted at 12:47 AM

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