what you know that you didn't know you know.

so this is what i do everyday...
i come home and put on layers of clothes
my skin is cold and my heart is cold
and im so lonely
no one is there for me
and im not there for anyone

youre not good to me
but if i let you go
the boredum will overcome me

im not the person i used to be
back before the cold fingers slip down my warm skin
turning me cold
you turned me cold

im no different from the others
im just colder
and the rememberence of what it used to be like when i was warm
overcomes me with boredum

im so bored.

i wanna go out
i wanna do what the warm people do
i wanna make harmless mistakes
youre so lucky that youre not cold..


the boredum i feel keeps me from being thankful
that im not making "harmless" mistakes.

that the mistakes i did make are long gone
and are no big deal in the world im in now.
but i wasn't like the world.
i was much warmer
back before the cold fingers slid down my warm skin


im shivering and when i feel a bit warmer i remember the flash that turned me cold.
i was so young and you were so cold
it finally makes sense to me.

you are so ugly as am i now
im sliding my cold fingers down his warm skin
and not getting any warmer
im still bored.