MY own CHEMICAL ROMANCE

abstract lies

To think, sometimes, that so many things have happened in my life

and yet, they really haven't

I've been sheltered, self-contained, closed off from the world

Sifting through the fragments of my memories makes me mourn for all of the yesterdays that will never be tomorrows

It's tough to smile about them when you know that they just make you sad

I like to try and think that at some point, I'll stop idealizing the past, and remember the bad

But I can't seem to do it, not right now, not often, maybe not ever

You can't get to the bottom of the barrel when the world keeps throwing more into the barrel

Burying what you've been trying to reach down at the bottom

You just can't get through the whole barrel, especially when you're using your bare hands

And it's all wet and slimy inside

And it smells rancid

And your hands are raw

And your fingers are bleeding

And yet you keep digging down deep

I often cry

And scream, "It's Not Fair"

Knowing inside, that it's not meant to be

It hurts

The pain

inside and

out