Thursday, October 18, 2007

Addiction

God, you frustrate me
I don't know what I want from you
But I can never get enough
I wish...
I wish...
But then it doesn't matter to you now, does it?
Because you don't know me
You don't see me
You have no idea what I'm going through
Because I don’t matter
To you
I am no one…

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