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Don't Clue Me In,

                      I Wanna Be Blind

Finally, I could blurt out the truth,

      held back my defenses, tried to make you listen.

         you said you're sorry, but

Don't start that again, don't start feeling pitty in the mirror

         Those useless shallow apologies

     that I always get, thoughtless and flat.

 

How dare someone who says they love me,

Tell me not to feel, not to explain or to express

  Oh Lindsay you feel ugly?

Don't start that again

  What now, you think you're fat?

Don't start that again

  Oh great,

             now you think you're not good enough for me?

Don't fucking start that again.

Don't be so pathetic

    Don't be so helpless

  Please, Don't tell me how you feel

     Do not expect me to make you feel better

 Do NOT feel like what I say is what I mean

        Don't you ever take me seriously

 

Don't start thinking that

         I'm going to back up my words with actions

Don't start THAT again

             Because, I'm not in the mood

I just want to sleep

    I'm too tired-

 

YOU'RE TOO TIRED?                                                        

                                                         I'm too tired.

December 10th, 2013

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