pain is game
Date: Tuesday, 1st April 2003 @ 10:38:30 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: bluebxer
So here I am, sitting
Alone in the dark again
What a perfect flipping metaphor
I'm so tired of this
I know I have no reason to feel this pain but
Of course I can't stop it now
It's nights like this when
I don't want to hear solutions
And my dreams just tease me
With promises of a better tomorrow
That isn't today yet
And patience isn't one of my virtues
What, you mean this isn't normal for me?
Either I'm damn good at hiding this or
I spend a lot more time than I like to think
Lost in my head
Angst may be fashionable these days, but
I'd much rather be a happy geek
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