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At least I still have basic math skills
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2012
I don’t know what to do with all my misconceptions of you
Part of me thinks I like them enough to fight for them
Insist they were always real and help them all come back
Most of me is just exhausted, pleading to curl up to something real and be safe for a night
And all of me is pretty sure I know nothing anymore
I’m even starting to wonder if I know myself these days…
2 = 3; incongruity
When the math doesn't fit
And the numbers line up wrong
You should know that it's not worth it
You've known it all along
When the math doesn't add up
And the numbers keep changing
Logic dictates you've had enough
And the other way is worth facing
When the math subtracts the vital parts
And the numbers jumble around
You can't add up the number of scars
That have always been there to hold you down
When the math is wrong
Then nothing else is right
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr
:) the last two lines are
:) the last two lines are priceless love just priceless
Much Love
Ashley
i can relate, unfortunately i
i can relate, unfortunately i guess