what_you_are
a u d i o s l a v e And when you wanted me
I came
to you
And when you wanted someone else
I withdrew
And when you asked for light
I set myself on fire
And if I go
Far Away
I know
You'll find another slave

Now I'm free
From what you want
Now now I'm free
From what you need
Now I'm free
From what you are

And when you wanted blood
I cut my veins
And when you wanted love
I bled myself again
Now that I've
had my fill of you
I'll give you up forever
And here I go
Far Away
I know
You'll find another slave

Now I'm free
from what you want
Now now I'm free
from what you need
Now I'm free
from what you are

Then a Vision
Came to me
When You
Came along
I gave you everything
But then you wanted more

Now I'm free
from what you want
Now now I'm free
from what you need
Now I'm free
from what you are 		030824
...
jane somewhere searching to figure it out
you take me back again
somewhere drifting above and beyond
the sky and everyone

what you are
is the voice behind that dream

sleeping quiet i float in the air
searching for you there
miles and miles away from your touch
aching everywhere

what you are
is the voice behind that dream

[drill] 		040323
...
peyton You're very pretty.
But not pretty enough.

You're very thoughtful.
But you're always thinking of yourself.

You're very wise.
But you're very naive.

You're very honest.
But you're very contrived.

You're very righteous.
But you're a bigot.

You put too much value on yourself.
You make me sick.

You should be happy with what you have.
But you're not.

You are confronted with avenues of reconciliation.
But you're not quite sure how to walk.

You've got an older type of thinking.
But a child's mind.

You're going to be saddled with this forver.
And that's just life.

You're not taking this at all well.
And that's your choice.

You love to talk about liars.
But you never want to hear the truth.

You think I'm cold and heartless.
And you can't even look in the mirror.

You are a ghost.
You are a statue.
You are a gigantic waste of time.
You are upset because I finally did the right thing.
You are heavy.
You are like an anchor.
You are not what love is supposed to be.
You are a child.
You are a memory.
You are a page in the book.
You are quite unappreciative.
You are not very rare, at all.
You are a dreamer.
You are a hopeless idealist.
You are draped in the pages of fantasy.
You are destined to someday grow up.
You are really really selfish.
You are mind blowingly selfish.
You are truly an introvert.
You are going to get what you deserve.
You have no earthly idea what_i_am, or who I ever was.
You were dangerous from the first moment I saw you. And I always knew it.
You are really giving your body too much credit.
You are going to be confronted with the truth, someday.
You are never far from my thoughts.
You are finally in the right place.. my memory.

You are still loved.
You are unable to appreciate it.
You are a child.
You are not worth my time, anymore.
You are just, a little speck.
You are a lost cause.
You are responsible for fixing your own mistakes.
You are liable for your own missteps.
You are blaming me, because the only other person to blame is you.

You are impossible to please.
You are more like me than you give yourself credit for.

You are a monster, too.
You are unkind in your deliberations.
You are going to say "I knew him when.."
You are going to be a fount of envy.

You are filed carefully away on the list.
You are calculated and measured.
You are beneath me, now.
You are still loved.
You are still able to be saved.
You.. you..

I don't really know what you are. 		050924
...
Freak I realized that most people on here for some reason think that im a male 050925
...
no reason people always assume i'm male at first too. 050925
...
Sonya an unappreciative coward with delusions of grandeur

is wondering what she saw 		051201
...
three words what_you_are beautiful_universe to_my_love 060705
...
unhinged what_we_meant_to_each_other

what_you_meant_to_me



what_i_am
fucking lonely



i'm ready to give myself away again
but haven't found anyone
recently
who i could feel happy about
giving myself to
and unfortunately
the past has always found myself
in the hands of people
who would never give me
a piece of them
in return


of course i have friends to
give my love to
but it's just not the same
*shrugs*
i want to have the good parts of
sam
again
the completeness of knowing
that some one needs me that way
that
way....
i don't know
*shrugs*




my heart hasn't flopped over in awhile
but
i should stop trusting that
since it only seems to flop
for selfish hopeless junkies
who are in capable of
understanding
caring or
returning
even the smallest fraction
of what my



aaahhhh fuck it
i'm just gonna find a hole
where there's not much oxygen
curl up in
and start meditating 		060705
...
Soma I would tell you what you are,
But I rather think you would not like to hear it. 		060705
what's it to you?
who go 		blather
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