the culture of heartache

  i always been drawn to Gossip Magazine , you make the best to not end up in them , i love how you quotes make me feel like an song from my playlist and i wonder if you ever remember the girl , in the audience that went abroad for an performance - how you spun my wheelchair and i almost drop dead , when i saw you , Confetti stuck in my hair and i couldn't stop and stair  , hypnotize of the environment and became to heaven sent  - yeah i always been draw to Popular culture , you do the best to be caught on TRL - but somehow this got way to real  , it surreal but i love the appeal and love how it feel , like a beat of an broken drum that goes on way to strong , an echo that play on way to strong and i hate i cant move on , since that day  , i go to the lakes where the heartaches belong and you only hear the siren sad song shouting out my name to put me in the spotlight , for once . its sad , confused and lovely but i kinda love fall head above into something that might not be real , its how i heal