Feel like running.

Everything's static, and everything is falling apart.
Everything I believe in, falling apart at the seams.
I honestly know some of the most interesting, and in turn messed up people possible.
I look to them for advice, strength, comfort.
And they are so Important to me I can't even fathom it.
They're all so beautiful.
I have replaced all the love I could ever give someone intimately for the love of these people.
And worrying about them is making me feel sick, so sick.
I'm not going to pretend that I haven't ever gone on a downhill spiral, that I haven't destroyed myself, because I did, only to completely reinvent myself once again. Good or bad I can't decide.
But to see so many people I care about going further and further into destroying themselves.
I've become mundane, settled, in a limbo. And all around everyone is going out and doing everything possible. We all thought 2010 would be better, and its had one of the worst starts possible.
Causing harm.
I want the best for them.
Because what's best for them is best for all of us.
And I really do hope.
♥

'But a friend of mine says it's good to hear
That you believe in love even if set in fear
well I'll hold you there brother and set you straight
I wont make believe that love is frail
And willing to break

I will come back here, bring me back when I'm old
I want to lay here forever in the cold.
I might be cold but I'm just skin and bones
And I never love England
More than when covered in snow

I wrote my name in your book, only god knows why
And I bet you that he cracked a smile
And I'm clearing all the stuff out of my room
trying desperately to figure out
What it is that makes me blue
and I wrote in a big letter to you
And it's 22 pages front and back
And it's too good to be used
and I tried to be a girl who likes to be used
I'm too good for that
There's a mind under this hat and I
Called them all and told them i've got to move

I'm out man , it's too hard

Feel like running, feel like running
Running off.
And we will keep you, we will keep you little one
Safe from harm, like an extra arm
You are part of us.

You were so smart then in your jacket and coat
and my softest red scarf was warming your throat
Winter will leave us, left the end of my nose
So goodbye old England 'till next years snow..'