what if you are my soulmate?
yes i believe in soulmates
no i don't have one.
how do i know?
i've always known....

remember me mentioning bedroom eyes
bedroom eyes is the one who doesn't want a relationship
and is the one who thinks we should be friends
and can't believe what i've done
which i can't either

it's too easy for me to trust anyone
i just have the special luck of lie-ing to myself
i lie to me everyday
i can't stop crying...
i'm about to trust some one else
the only thing is i don't know if i'll survive
i'll live but what will be left?
ashamed...
embodiment of my personal demons
can i leave it all behind?
i look to my teacher to help me with my original sin...
sick to my stomach
becoming unfeeling not caring closed up hiding it all inside to rot away
so that i can die a little faster

i knew when i first met someone that a part of them was key to me
i'm leaving...this was the key to a door i'm truly stepping through.
too bad the door is a hole torn in my soul