You tell me you will leave him and
You tell me this was it
You say that you are done for good
No matter what he says
I tell you I believe you and
I tell you that you're right
I say that you are better off
That I am on your side
But then I find you in his arms and
See you kiss his lips
I die a little bit inside
Again I fell for it
For some time you are happy but
Then the crying starts
Because he is no good for you
Again he broke your heart
You turn to me for comfort but
I hope that you do see
That some time I won't be here waiting
For what it's worth;
You'll miss me.
I have taught myself
to keep the words from spilling
never give in to telling
the truth
Long since resigned
I don't need a perfect ending
I've gotten used to the pretending
I lied
The greatest gift I've ever granted,
Was the seed of doubt I planted
In your mind and in your soul.
Was when I left you and my heart,
Knowing I would tear apart
In an attempt to keep you whole.
You tell me you will leave him and
You tell me this was it
You say that you are done for good
No matter what he says
I tell you I believe you and
I tell you that you're right
I say that you are better off
That I am on your side
But then I find you in his arms and
See you kiss his lips
I die a little bit inside
Again I fell for it
For some time you are happy but
Then the crying starts
Because he is no good for you
Again he broke your heart
You turn to me for comfort but
I hope that you do see
That some time I won't be here waiting
For what it's worth;
You'll miss me.
I have taught myself
to keep the words from spilling
never give in to telling
the truth
Long since resigned
I don't need a perfect ending
I've gotten used to the pretending
I lied
Life Lessons From Bella Swann by unicorn-skydancer08, literature
Literature
Life Lessons From Bella Swann
1. You should always address your parents by their first names.
2. Pay no attention to the kids at school. No matter how friendly they are, no matter how many times the girls invite you to sit with them at lunch and team up with them on the weekends, no matter how many times the boys ask you out, you know you're stupid, ugly, clumsy, and totally worthless.
3. Your problems are everybody's problems. Whatever affects you should affect them in every aspect.
4. With boyfriends, it's all about physical looks. It doesn't matter if they're pushy, meddlesome, pretentious, self-absorbed, and dictatorial, as long as they're insanely attractive.
5.
HOW TO SUCCEED AT BEING A NORMAL TEENAGER:
(In 15 easy steps!)
1. The first step in becoming a normal, bland, and spineless individual is very simple. Never think. About anything. Ever. If you have a thought, let it go. Let someone else think for you. Thinking is hard. Let someone else do it. Save your little conformist brain cells for something less difficult.
2. Now let's talk about music. You like unique music? Not anymore! You get to listen to the same generic, repetitive sound that everyone else does. You know, that one beat over and over with the words "Yeah", "baby" and "ooh" being repeated. Lucky you!
3. To be normal, you've gotta
I wear boy jeans.
It's true. Only I bought them by accident.
But I wear them on purpose.
I wear boy jeans and I think about girls
They're dark, dark blue and straight
(Not the girls, the jeans)
Except for where they gather at my ankles
Because I'm too short
Or maybe boys are too tall.
I'm not straight like my jeans.
Except where they gather at my ankles,
I guess.
Only, I don't really gather things.
Not at my ankles or anywhere else.
I actually lose things most of the time.
So maybe I should keep my keys
And my promises and my spare change
In the upturned cuffs of my jeans.
Because, like I said, boys are too tall.
Or maybe I