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Kar Kei





Under My Bed
Sunday, January 30, 2011, 1:47 PM
Now my eyes are wide open. Now that everything's been stolen and I'm here to get it back from you. See I ain't wasting no more time. Gotta take back what's mine. What else am I supposed to do? Here I am with my heart on the floor and my love out the door. You should be knocking but there it goes. I got nothing to show for except pictures I posed for but I keep them in a box under my bed. I told you time and again that you'd never win. I told you time and again but you keep doing the same old things. When I thought you would change, I told you time and again.

I'm missing things. I'm missing how I used to be happy. I used to find joy in the simplest things. I would just smile at them. But now, lately, I haven't been all that happy and I don't even know why. Or maybe I don't want to admit why. I rather keep those feelings under. I miss those times when I knew exactly who was there for me. You know, people I can turn to all the time, whenever anything went wrong. I just don't know what to do now. The day's so gloomy. It's been raining ever since I woke up. It's not helping. What I'm trying to hide is surfacing. That's the thing with tumblr sometimes. It brings out the feelings you're trying to hide. I wonder how life's like for everyone else. I wish I could see the world from someone else's eyes. That would be something worth experiencing. Well, good luck with everything.