i lost myself on the way to nowhere

dialogue
02 September 2001 - 3:14 a.m.

please allow me to wallow in my misery one more time

Oh my god, you're gonna cry yourself to sleep again You're gonna feel your sadness seep down into your bones And you'll wake up in the morning wondering why your eyes are swollen Good god girl, what is wrong with you? Why is it that you feel so betrayed? Do you believe that the Hand of God has dealt you wrong? Or is it humanity that has thrown you in the bowels? Hold tight girl, everything will be all right.
II
I'm sick of it. I'm sick of crying myself to sleep each night. I'm sick of the sound of your bare knuckles hammering on my door, I jerk awake. You don't even understand how hard it is for me to sleep You don't even care. But I remain silent. I shut up. I act the meek girl you want to kick in the butt I act the reclusive hermit But that is not who I am And I'm sick of that. I'm sick of pretending I'm sick of not doing anything I can't sit down for one minute and have some peace of mind My heart is in pieces and it's not even because of LOVE.
III
Can you hear me? I'm sure you can't. You should, I'm screaming already. Can you see me? I doubt you can. You should, I'm standing right in front of you. Do you sense my grief? I know you don't. You can't even hear me as I speak of my loss. My heart is caving in. I'm dying as you smile and strike a pose.
IV
And in your mind you're still saying "Hold tight girl, everything will be all right."

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