My hope dangles on a string; like slow spinning redemption.
So what now? All the countless days I've worked so hard on to become a singer are wasted. When one thing screws up your life, what do you do? I've been hiding how hurt I am. Laughing when I should've been crying. Smiling when I know I don't deserve a ray of happiness.
And Now the people I care about don't even know me; and its all my fault.
I just need a second chance. I've screwed up my life so early on, the only thing I could do to fix it is leave and never come back. Haha, like thats ever going to happen. My dad's job is better than ever now, and my mom is finally happy. I shouldn't let my selfishness get in the way of their happiness; but I don't know how much longer I can do this.
I'm outdated, overrated. Morning seems so far away.
So I'll sing- a melody. And hope to god he's listening;
sleeping softly while I sing.
What's left of me? Nothing. I've changed, I'm a monster.
-Colette Spayde-
Hey, Christine; I don't understand. Why is this happening? I think I finally realize what love is; but I'm too scared to try to understand it.
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