Yesterday's News, Today's Mistakes

So once again here we are not getting anywhere, anywhere but the bottom, we've been here before but not for long. So why would you not try to help me up. I've helped you before. Now you show sympathy? Well I don't need it, don't want it, well, maybe I do, but not from you, not from anyone remotely close to you. The way you breathe, you're too close, now giving me goose bumps. Now you think you can touch me, who gave you that right? God, you told me you didn't believe in him, but now you do, oh how convenient for you. How well do you know me, well enough to open me up, long enough to destroy me from the inside out? Will you stick around long enough to love me, or just until you believe you have? What's with the smirk on your face? You think you're so funny don't you? What's with the smirk on your face? You think you're smarter then me don't you? Well you're not. I can see right through you, from your flossy smile to your name brand clothes. How much time will I waste on you, just enough to appear interested, or too much, to the point where I'll regret it. Will I run before you? I think I will. You always talk about forever. I tell you I don't think it will happen. But will it come or fade like the rest of your promises. Those that are broken on the floor. Pieces sharp enough to cut your feet on. But I won't say ouch, I won't cry. I'll bandage myself up, and keep walking.