These Shoes Are Worth More Than You, by Natalie Subscribe to rss feed for Natalie

These shoes are worth more than you.
My time is better spent alone.
Still I lost you long before this.
How did you ever survive on your own?

Can I be blamed for my troubles?
Could I throw them all to you?
What difference would it really make?
What justice would it do?

So sorry I'm apathetic,
I want to see you suffer through,
This life you seem to live for,
This life I wished away so soon.


Posted: 2006-05-01 12:27:31 UTC

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