And directly from my brain, to my fingers, to the keyboard, comes this...of course thanks to the help of the everpowerful, always brilliant Stephanie (thank you, teacher)
Written October 2, 2005
You were stupid
Stupid to have come here
To feel this way
To love me
I'm much too small for this pedestal
I don't want to be seen
Damn you for this feeling
Damn you for wanting me
I want it to be your fault
But I was the one who took your hand
I was the one who asked you to lead the way
The blame rests on me
This fucking trip
I don't want to feel you there
Don't want your presence to remind me
I was stupid, I was foolish
How could I be the trusted one?
Why confide in me?
I'm a beast
Of my own creation
Of my own self hatred
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2 comments:
Everpowerful? Always brilliant? You do realize it was ME sitting there talking to you, right? I told you to lay off the meth, Megalicious.
Seriously, I'm proud of you. Congratulazioni, cara mia.
As I told you before, if any other words just as good or better than 'everpowerful and always brilliant' had popped into my head, they'd have been there as well, get used to it!
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