but i dont like change

i am so sick of everything
i want change
im so ready to get on a plane and just leave
i dont care where i go but im done.
but in all honesty; i hate change
it never fixes things
and then everything youve been comfertable with is gone.
i want to do something
im just so bored.
i actually sat in my room and looked out the window from when it was light till dark, i dont do that i dont just sit there.
i want to be able to do something big and creative but i just cant.
i dont ever even think i have anything creative
sure i can sing
but nothing inspires me enough that i dont start it and half way through i stop,
"im so sick of my life; but i dont like change."

so no one reads this and i can say whatever i want.
ill be honest
i miss andrew and i know i shouldnt
he was one of the worst mistakes of my life but even so i know that i still care about him
and im sick of feeling so down all the time
i listen to everyones problems all the time
but its never my turn to be honest and talk about my feelings,
the one person i can turn to is imogen and doc

imogen just gets everything she just understands.
she gets why i hate people or certain things.
and if i text her randomly in class and tell her i need her she will run out of class and not even ask whats wrong and i stand patheticly in front of her and cry
she will just take my hand and sit me down and let me complain about my fail pathetic life.

i see people having what i want all the time
and i know all that dont compare shit
but i see friends with excatly what i want
but i dont get it.

"she laughs to easily and cries to hard"

i am so bored.
i almost want to go to france.
infact i was thinking about it the other day
beginning of my year january-april: perfect
march: yeah great :)
may-june: shitt
july: good
august-november: amazing
december: so far its been shit.


i cant believe i wasted a year on andrew,
or that things fell apart so fast
last time i knew things werent over
this time i know they are way past over.

I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new

Cause in my head there's a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place where they're far more suited than here

I cannot guess what we'll discover
Between the dirt with our palms cut like shovels
But I know our filthy hand can wash one another's
And not one speck will remain

I do believe it's true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
If the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you're the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere

Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body

I do believe it's true
That there are holes left in both of our shoes
If the silence takes you Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you're the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere