my name is jessica...but you can call me whatever you want.
i'm shy at first glance but that changes.
i love everyone.
i'll do anything for anyone. i'm told thats my downfall.
i may seem easy going, but really i am just indecisive.
i am sick of getting hurt. if you're going to hurt me, leave me alone.
i have the coolest friends ever. here, at school, or in north carolina.and my sister is the COOLEST!
i am an idiot and i'm way to naieve for my own good. if you tell me there is gullible on the ceiling, i will look. (it has so happened before)
but most of all i'm real. i don't act like someone i'm not. i like to laugh, smile and see other do the same.
the shadows cast
from winters past
holds silence, so foreign
your tragic impatience
grows with each moment
and still my heart holds on
my lost confusion
and you scars from contusions
words of non existent threats
independent, no fucking screaming
if only i could still be dreaming
about the days you stayed
drunken phone calls
hitting your head off of somebodies walls
just to see if you could still feel
drunken kissing on the floor
their bodies always ached for more
seeing clearly where you stood
closing that chapter on life for good
never thinking of how much you lost
always getting your way, no matter the cost
forced to hold anothers hand
you never did know where to stand
im looking finally to settle the score.
existence here tonight is optional.
so what?
You can't fake it hard enough to please
