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Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say.
I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'M NOT OKAY
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
(I'm not okay)
I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
(I'm not okay)
To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time take a good hard look!
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed
I'm okay
I'm okay!
I'm okay, now
(I'm okay, now)
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this, I'm okay!
(Trust Me)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well, I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
(Okay)
Saturday, September 24, 2005
Finished art. I'll get it scanned or I'll draw it on Paint. I love it. Hope that Mrs Chan'll be able to read my mind and give me a A1 for art. HAHA. Art means lots to me. It's the ONLY thing in good at... Anyway, had lots of mixed reactions. Jiap, Sam and Pink (Phoebe) didn't like it. Jiap said that I was being 'goth' because of Nerd. Er... Nerd is the least likely to be one... No... That'll be Jia... Preppy perky girl. *retches* Pink said that hearts are supposed to be happy. My reply was welcome to my world... The seriously religious people in my class liked it. Wicked. I'd thought they'd detest it. You must see my planning to understand. If you see the final product, you'd think I'm goth. My idea was to depict bad. My parents asked why its so scary. Half the class was all about happy. *sickened look* You people are always about happy. Wake up people! Wake up to the fact that the world is not a happy place. Sure you can be happy sometimes. Keyword: SOMETIMES. As I told Charis, everyone is lying to themselves. Living under the comfort of THINKING that the world is always happy. If the world was always happy, I wouldn't be moody now. I hate it that is Jia is always happy. I mean she seems always happy even if she's not. It sucks. It shows that Jia is not human. It shows that she's not in touch with herself. Humans show emotions. It's how we were made... Just because some people wake up to the fact that the world is not a happy, perfect place, doesn't make them goth. I'm dark not goth. Goth sometimes. In thinking and stuff... ... Why am I sitting here trying to convince you? I'm wasting my time. Just go away. Leave me be...
_broken_
8:00 pm
T a g b o a r d
A b o u t M e
Cassie
13
17 Feburary
MG
Singapore