drink up, baby, stay up all night
the things you could do, you won't but you might
the potential you'll be, that you'll never see
the promises you'll only make

drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days
do what I say and I'll make you okay and drive them away
the images stuck in your head

people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
that push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

drink up, baby, look at the stars
I'll kiss you again between the bars where I'm seeing you
there with your hands in the air, waiting to finally be caught

drink up one more time and I'll make you mine
keep you apart deep in my heart separate from the rest
where I like you the best and keep the things you forgot

the people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
that push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still





the end:

of knowing you like i wish i did

of telling you about my day

of letting you know i care

of listening to you in any way

of letting you make me feel in the way (third wheel anyone?)

of trusting you

of thinking about you when i am not with you

of caring about you




too bad, right?




I feel like I am never going to do anything with my life, like I am going to be stuck in the mud for the rest of my life.
Who am I?
I have no answer for that, and I am so afraid I wont find out. I am afraid of what is going to happen to me. I feel left behind, and no one wants me to catch up... So I keep trying to at least make it far enough to get somewhere, but everything keeps moving away from me. How can I make something of myself now? What am I going to do with my life? Should I just quit now before I really fuck up and hurt someone other than myself?
An end would be so simple. How long can I keep trying to do something? Is there a point to all of this pain? I hope so. I don't like to, but I hope so.
But since I want a clean ending, I am very sure it wont work out that way.