Why..
But then I get angry. I am not really angry. Its just a whim.
Glad to clutch at straws, moments, excuses. I am not passionate, I just test those feelings. Make people my pawn, feel what I yearn to, let these feelings go. And in all that, these people.. I dont even own to begin with.
Cz.. why would I want something, I dont want, in the first place?
Why do I want someone.. I dont want, in the first place..
Glad to clutch at straws, moments, excuses. I am not passionate, I just test those feelings. Make people my pawn, feel what I yearn to, let these feelings go. And in all that, these people.. I dont even own to begin with.
Cz.. why would I want something, I dont want, in the first place?
Why do I want someone.. I dont want, in the first place..
