Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Dear Purple Toes,

My purple foot has been in the air for 6 hours. I've gone through 357 songs. I've been curling weights for the past 3 hours. All I've had time to do is think about things.
I've thought hard and long. I've mad my decision. I won't seek any more forgiveness. From now on out I'm a fighter. I know I'll lose a lot of chances but I can't keep doing this. I can't keep waiting. I can't keep caring. I won't apologize. I need this. I need to go on. This is what I am..

I try to make it through my life
In my way
There is you
I try to make it through these lies
That’s all I do

Just don't deny it
Just don't deny it
And deal with it
Yeah deal with it

If you were dead or still alive,
I don't care,
I don't care,
And all the things you left behind,
I don't care,
I don't care

I try to make you see my side
Always trying to stay in line
But you’re all I see right through
That’s all they do
Im getting tired of this shit
I got no room when inside this
But if you wanted me just deal with it

So...

If you were dead or still alive,
I don't care,
I don't care,
And all the things you left behind,
I don't care,
I don't care



I can't say I'll forget this but I'll try not to miss it.
Good night and good bye.

Sincerely,
Jerod L. Botts

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