Sunday, July 22, 2007

Black & White

Today, I feel better
Today, I feel no pain
Today, I feel better
Today, it’s still the same

Do you remember when we were kids?
We drank coke and called it coffee,
pretended to be sisters and wrote eachother letters
though I lived just down the street.
I miss it, I miss it all.

Today, I feel better
Today, I feel no pain
Today, I feel better
Today, it’s still the same

There are days when I feel
like there’s a hundred knives in my chest
and I can’t find a reason, I can’t find a cure
I’m damned for good, I’m sure
But no...somehow it goes away.
I miss it, I miss it all.

Today, I feel better
Today, I feel no pain
Today, I feel better
Today, it’s still the same

I guess I love myself too much to die right now. Because now...everything’s fine. Because now...I feel better. Because now...I feel no pain, I feel no sorrow. I don’t feel hollow. I just want to scream out loud, to tell everyone just how things got this way. To tell them how much I miss it, I miss it all.

Today, I feel better
Today, I feel no pain
Today, I feel better
Today, it’s still the same

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