Tuesday, January 30, 2007

My Heart Upon Your Sleeve

I was feeling suicidal,
but only just a bit,
only wanted to kill myself a little,
so I thought I'd bleed; heart on my sleeve; this is it.

Don't want to belong to someone else,
thought I could belong to you,
so now I tell the world how I've felt,
and thought they felt it too.

so I thought I'd bleed; heart on your sleeve; this is it.

Better my diary,
left out for all to see,
than to wear,
my heart upon your sleeve.

so I thought I'd bleed; heart on your sleeve; this is it.

Tired of hinting at,
what you don't get,
going to put what i wrote,
into full effect.

Don't want to belong to someone else,
thought I could belong to you,
so now I tell the world how I've felt,
and thought they felt it too.

so I thought I'd bleed; heart on your sleeve; this is it.

Sorry I'm getting dizzy,
didn't mean to bleed on your sleeve,
just let me sit; down a bit,
rest and then I'll leave.

Now where are my belongings?
Oh I think I left them behind!
I seem to be somewhat dizzy,
I know I've lost my mind.

So I though I'd leave,
or was that bleed?
I can't find my heart,
behind your sleeves.

so I thought I'd bleed; heart on your sleeve; this is it.

Don't want to belong to someone else,
thought I could belong to you,
so now I tell the world how I've felt,
and thought they felt it too.

Slowly now,
I've lost too much,
I need a steady hand,
that'll support me.

When you saw blood,
You thought it was mine,
still beating heart,
but there isn't much time.

so I thought I'd bleed; heart on my sleeve; this is it.

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