The girl in the mirror--she only shares my name

I wish that I could be her, she never feels the pain

People say forever, then leave without goodbye

Drain her heart of everything and yet she never cries

And maybe I just hate everything, everything

These corners of my bain have become a scary thing

I wish that I could skip everyday, everyday

Forget about the future, wake up in yesterday.

1953, yet my world is still in gray,

I have a lot of thoughts but these days they just feel fake

And everywhere I turn, it seems that there is change

No matter what I try to do, nothing stays the same

And maybe I just hate everything, everything

These dreams inside of dreams, held together by a string

I wish that I could skip everyday, everyday

Forget about the future, wake up in yesterday.

Dreams...

Dreams are like drugs,

driving you insane... and at the same time keeping you sane

Dreams are like a breath of fresh air when it feels like the walls are drawing in... closer and closer...

choking you--

*gasp*

they come and take the pain away

....

They know where it hurts

Where to kiss it better

... encompassing you in a warm happy bubble....

And

The moment you reach out to touch it

Stretch your hand carefully,

heart bursting,

Reaching...

Reaching

.

.

.

It ends.

Just like that, it breaks into a million pieces.

Like broken shards of glass it showers on you, digging in--

Piercing the fragile skin, drawing out the blood...

Your tainted blood

... drawing out the wants, the wishes, the needs....

And the harsh truth that you won't have it

You don't deserve it....

Dreams are sweet,sweet pain

... a blissful anguish

You know it'll hurt later, but you dream on

Dream on...

The vacuum

created

by your absence,

inhales

the life

from me

and

the

permanence

of death,

for now,

is making

it

hard

to

breathe.

I hate everything I feel for you.

The anger and resentment,

misery and pain,

longing and heartache.

But most of all I hate the love I still feel.

I hate becoming attached to people. I hate created relationships with people. I hate the way the look at me. The way their voices sound inside my head. Demanding and questioning my decisions, my looks, my feelings. I hate all these emotions.

I hate human emotions but I despise socail interaction.