Torn

I thought I saw a man brought to life

He was warm, he came around like he was dignified

He showed me what it was to cry

Well you couldn't be that man I adored

You don't seem to know, don't seem to care what your heart is for

But I don't know him anymore

There's nothing where he used to lie

My conversation has run dry

That's whats going on, nothing's fine I'm torn



I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel

I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed into something real

I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn

You're a little late, I'm already torn



So I guess the fortune teller's right

Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light

To crawl beneath my veins and now

I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much

There's just so many things that I can't touch, I'm torn



I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel

I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed into something real

I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn

You're a little late, I'm already torn. Torn.



There's nothing where he used to lie

My inspiration has run dry

That's what's going on, nothings right, I'm torn



I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel

I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor

Illusion never changed into something real

I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel

I'm cold and I'm ashamed bound and broken on the floor

You're a little late, I'm already torn.

-Torn by Natalie Imbruglia-

sometimes i dont

Sometimes....

I dont know how to react with you....

Sometimes...

I dont know what to do without you....

Sometimes....

I just feel like your hiding somthing from me....

Sometimes....

I just feel like your tired of me....

Sometimes....

I feel like your comparing me with someone else...

Sometimes....

I give up to get to know you...

Sometimes...

I feel like I'm your second to nothing...

Sometimes...

I feel that you just want to control me....

Sometimes....

I feel your being unfair to be unaware of my needs

Sometimes....

When I tell you what I love....you seem to brush it away....

Sometimes...

I feel that you dont know me enough....

Sometimes.....

I miss the old you...I really do....



















I really hope I can have him back....
I promise I'll be better....
I'm really sorry....

Jaded

maybe time does tell what we really mean to a person
how they treat us as we are
how they accept us

i admit,
sumtimes i do fell like giving up...
to give up being nice
to give up putting a good front
to give up to care
to give up on havng hope

i do admit,
i've left all the things that i love to do...
like drawing views and things that i like
like singing to myself
like helping others
like watching beaches,forests and mountains
like painting a beautiful view

i feel sad because i love it so much and yet i've stopped doing all of it because some people say its a waste of time and boring....not that i blame them but i blame myself for actually following it...

its sad because i thought it was the right thing to do since they drill into your mind they want the best for u...or...is it really the best for them?

i know God gave me these trials to make me strong...
i know some people do love me the way i am....
i know i cant please everyone...

but why cant i help thinking that i've failed?

i dont like stalling
i dont like fighting
i dont like yelling
and i especially hate getting angry

because everytime i do, i tend to say and do sumthing that i'll regret

but if you dont tell then whats wrong, they'll juz consider u perfect

why cant we set our mind that nothing is perfect?

why do i feel so jaded?

why do i cry in the middle og the night?

why?