I pray a lot

for someone who doesn't believe in God.

take my photo off the wall if it just won't sing for you
cuz all that's left has gone away and there's
nothing left for you to do.

oh now look what you've done
you've made a fool of everyone
oh well it seems like such fun
until you lose what you had won.
oh well look what you've done
you've made a fool of everyonee

i'll keep my mouth shut but my fingers will run wild forever

too busy
I get it.
but facebook can't keep it's mouth shut
I never really understand why I'm so surprised to see a new update
every
time
I sign on.
It's the
pang feeling
you have when you get somewhat hurt.
only somewhat.
because my years resolution forbids me to feel more.
like I was saying.
I'm keeping my mouth shut.
No more texts.
No more IMs.
No more wishing, hoping, praying.
I need to see some blood sweat and tears.
Maybe a cliche
Maybe a gesture.
Anything.
Because though you're still here.

I feel like you've already left...

Silently sulks
the
Death Of Beauty.