Tuesday, February 08, 2005
the days just pass.
have u ever had the feeling you had something so close, so familiar and yet so distant and cold..
something you used to think was a haven for your sorrows.
going around again aimlessly.
just cant type anymore of my feelings, its getting too repressed for me to care.
ive just realised my talent for everything is bare minimal. oh well.
My Friend Of Misery
You just stood there screaming
Fearing no one was listening to you
They say the empty can rattles the most
The sound of your own voice must soothe you
Hearing only what you want to hear
And knowing only what you've heard
You, you're smothered in tragedy
And you're out to save the world
Misery
You insist that the weight of the world
Should be on your shoulders
Misery
There's much more to life than what you see
My friend of misery
You still stood there screaming
No one caring about these words you tell
My friend, before your voice is gone
One man's fun is another's hell
These times are sent to try men's souls
But something's wrong with all you see
You, you'll take it on all yourself
Remember, misery loves company
Misery
You insist that the weight of the world
Should be on your shoulders
Misery
There's much more to life than what you see
My friend of misery
You just stood there screamingMy friend of misery
