what do you not want?
Because of things that I see
But you'll see me tomorrow
Because I can't ever be free
I tell you of my jealousy
But that just makes you pity me
I don't need any ones sensitivity
Just like no one needs me
I want to choose my own journey
But I can't do it alone
I try to swim across the sea
But the path is too hard to see
I guess ill get the leftovers
After you're all done
Or will I be the only one
Without someone to love
I don't want pity
I don't want you to see
I don't want sympathy
I don't want me
You don't know what I have thought
But I fear you figuring it out
There has been so much sin I've brought
But every ones beginning to doubt
Maybe we had no idea
And eventually well lose our trust
Maybe were just making a useless fuss
And maybe it's neither of us
I don't want pity
I don't want you to see
I don't want sympathy
I don't want me
What if it is one not the other?
Once that happens will the other bother?
Will the other care what happens to the one?
Or will they be too busy having their own fun?
Maybe one of us will be sympathetic
And hold themselves in
But we all know that on the inside
That their laughter is too hard to hide
I don't want pity
I don't want you to see
I don't want sympathy
I don't want me
Poetry by Tori
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Written on 2006-11-05 at 08:21
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[//SElFiSH.]
I am the bringer of your sorrowBecause of things that I see
But you'll see me tomorrow
Because I can't ever be free
I tell you of my jealousy
But that just makes you pity me
I don't need any ones sensitivity
Just like no one needs me
I want to choose my own journey
But I can't do it alone
I try to swim across the sea
But the path is too hard to see
I guess ill get the leftovers
After you're all done
Or will I be the only one
Without someone to love
I don't want pity
I don't want you to see
I don't want sympathy
I don't want me
You don't know what I have thought
But I fear you figuring it out
There has been so much sin I've brought
But every ones beginning to doubt
Maybe we had no idea
And eventually well lose our trust
Maybe were just making a useless fuss
And maybe it's neither of us
I don't want pity
I don't want you to see
I don't want sympathy
I don't want me
What if it is one not the other?
Once that happens will the other bother?
Will the other care what happens to the one?
Or will they be too busy having their own fun?
Maybe one of us will be sympathetic
And hold themselves in
But we all know that on the inside
That their laughter is too hard to hide
I don't want pity
I don't want you to see
I don't want sympathy
I don't want me
Poetry by Tori
Read 487 times
Written on 2006-11-05 at 08:21
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