over the past few days i've done a lot of drastic things.
did things you know the old sharifah would never have done. because she felt no need to do so. but sometimes, things get weird and they just don't feel right anymore. and then you need to shake that old identity off to get a new one.
honestly, i gave up.
the only reason why i keep coming back is because i don't know how to end this.
it hurts too much and the fact that i always tell others who have been in my situation keeps replaying in my head.
spent more than half of my pay on things that shouldn't have been paid for. it's not like it was on impulse, it was more like, i've been thinking about it for a long time, and when i did it, it didn't feel as great as i thought it would have. yeah. but spirits up, i've got a new babydoll look and even though you don't think it's as nice as my previous 'sophisticated' look, i spent a whole lot of fucking money on it, so i'd just hope others would appreciate me for once.
just so you'd know how i feel:
i wanted you to know i love the way you laugh i wanna hold you high and steal your pain away i keep your photograph and i know it serves me well i wanna hold you high and steal your pain
'cause i'm broken when i'm lonesome and i don't feel right when you're gone away
you've gone away
you don't feel me
here anymore
the worst is over now and we can breathe again i wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away there's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight i wanna hold you high and steal your pain
'cause i'm broken when i'm open and i don't feel like i am strong enough 'cause i'm broken when i'm lonesome and i don't feel right when you're gone away
'cause i'm broken when i'm lonesome and i don't feel right when you're gone away
