again

i dont think its enough to keep thinkin about someone.
someone.
and its definitely not enough to keep missing them.

and with every fuck-up you face in life,
God throws you a lifeline.
so i grabbed on with dear life
and started all over again.

frm the top!

and you climb back on your feet, starting on your knees.
and while you keep tryin to be normal and let the world see you're stronger and better than that,
the REST of the world is judging you.
standing by, as you crawl from your knees, to try and get up,
and they just judge.
without offering a hand.

and yes,
i did an incredibly stuuuupid thing, (or FEW THINGS)
and i havent been de best gf one could get,
i admit (at least),
but i gave evrything i had. every single thing.
onyl to get an ineffectual return.
and for now, i am alright.
or at least i will be.

exam is tmr but i cant concentrate.
im in the library at monash
and theres an engineering guy sitting directly opposite me. (literally wiithn 2 metres)
and he resembles keith in every motherfucking slap-in-the-face way.
and my god,
i cant stop staring.

sooooo.... exam you say?