So many songs start with 'I'. I, I, I, that's all anyone cares about, me included. And the people who care too much about other people are either stalkers, or they just get so sick of altruism and actually giving a fuck about everyone else that they just wear out and die. So yeah, when I care about somebody else, they don't care about me at all, and I have to do loads of stuff to convince everyone that I don't care about them anyway, and end up terrified that I'm going to upset someone else, and then just want to curl up in a corner somewhere, and no one try to talk to me until I've worked out what I actually think, but hey that's not gonna happen, life is life, love isn't love, who knows where the time goes? Time on my hands could be time spent with you. But it isn't, cos I'm too lazy. This is kind of meandering from one slightly depressed point to another, I feel a bit like Emilie. But that's fine cos Emilie is cool. I'll have to love you and leave you I'm afraid. Toodle Pip.
I Guess That's Why They Call It The Blues
Elton John is Beast
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