A Thousand Hours

I feel so much when I listen to this Cure song. It's not even the fact that the lyrics match my soul, but it's the rhythm and the beat and the tempo and everything in the sound of it. If my aching heart had a score, this would be it. You know what, just set practically any song from the Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me album to my life and it will work. Robert Smith knows depth, no one can argue with that. I guess the only reason I am writing here is because I don't want to write on Facebook, I don't want to write on Twitter, and I know that most likely no one will see this. But maybe on the off chance someone does, they can help me through it all. Through all of this unwanted confusion, the pain of not being wanted, not feeling good enough. This phase should have passed and died a long time ago, with the rest of my 16 year old angst. I'm 19 now, and I am more confused and sad than I ever have been. I just want to know that I'm not the only one who feels like they are drowning. Why do we want to give our hearts to the wrong people, the one's who don't even want a fraction of our being in their lives. Why do we choose to care for the ones who are so careless. "This Is A Lie" by The Cure is another great one to equate to how I feel. I guess I'm done, I just needed to write all of the sadness out, to put it in a place that no one could find.