An Ongoing Arguement.

My hands, they froze along the keys.
I forgot where I was and who I was.
Trembling finger tips point in a different direction.
Within the period of a song, I was someone, wishing I was no one.
I felt sadness, but wanted to feel nothing.
I felt longing, but wanted to feel nothing.
I could taste it, I could hear it, I could see it, but wanted to feel nothing.
I am unlike you in many ways.
I am too much like you in many ways.
All I can do is argue with myself.
All I want to do is argue with you.
You claw away at me out of desperation.
You utter words of heartbreak and longing; you deserve everything. You deserve more.
I want to claw away at you out of hatred.
I speak of new scenery and new beginnings; I deserve that. I deserve less.
Keep convincing yourself that what you've done is what any decent person would do.
One who has the ensemble of a business man.
A black suit and tie, and a notebook at your side,
Filled with your outlandish lies.
And I'll keep convincing myself to dispose of you.
Never speak of you, never see you, never tell you a secret again.
Forget you yes, but only the good.
Remeber you yes, but only the bad.

Listening To:
Special-Mew.
Strange Brew-Cream.
Different Names For The Same Thing-Death Cab For Cutie.
Spritz!!! Spritz!!!-Minus The Bear.
Stagger Lee-Modern Life Is War.
Fuck The Sex Pistols-Modern Life Is War.
Hey You-Pink Floyd.
In Limbo-Radiohead.
How Soon Is Now?-The Smiths.