Sometimes I think I'm better off To turn out the lights and close up shop And give up the longing, believing in belonging Just hold down my head and take the loss You'd think that I'd learn my lesson by now You'd think that I'd somehow figure out That if you strike the match You're bound to feel the flame Too many haggling thoughts, unanswered questions and POLITICS. Wts politics in school when we all haven't even started working yet. Fat fat fat fat fat Cellulite :'( The pit's getting deeper. Time to get out of it soon before my life becomes miserable again. Some things should best be left unsaid. Why voice out your thoughts when your thoughts cannot be translated into something tangible in the future? Flickering thoughts of abandonment by people you hold close. Trust built upon lies and superficial friendships. People whom you see as friends turn out to be hypocrites and backstabbers. Such is life. Which is why they say, trust no one but yours...