Music: Laura Marling - New Romantic


Vacant

Wasted hours
and there's not really anything that's making me sad
or holding me back

but myself
and my self-anger for doing so

Books I should've read by now as the end of them comes speeding towards me
just days away
hours away
and I am still unprepared

People I should've called, but they don't call me and ask for me to be alive
and those who do
get served a lie
so as to not worry them, I tell myself

I was supposed to be alive by now

not continuing to listen to these sad, sad songs
that no longer describe my life

This blend of happiness and sadness
where happiness has reasons
the sadness a shadow of things I tell myself
and days I keep myself away from the life
that makes me smile

for no reason at all



I've survived too much to give in to this




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Written on 2012-05-17 at 15:52

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