measured and weighed

when you hurt me the most, you don't even realize it..
your words build me up, and then tear me down all over again.
talk to me like you mean it, and talk to others as though there is no me at all.
and i wonder if, when all is said and done,
when i stand trial,
when you take into consideration all that is me..
calculate,
multiply and divide,
take into account all of the right variables,
i wonder if all the parts of me will add up.

i don't doubt that you want to let me in, but sometimes i fear that your heart can't handle it.

i shouldn't be worrying about this at all.

6:51 p.m. - 2003-02-01

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