This morning was rough, I hate you I love
I want you, I miss you, I dread you, I'd kiss you
I did what I do when I am without you
I now feel like crap, do I really want you?
My feelings out of wack, yes once again
What am I feeling, this time it's not pain
This time it's just me, feeling down after the party
Because No one is wrong, especially not me
I know where I want to go, at least for the most part
Where will this bring me, to another broken heart?
Will it bring me somewhere new or back to her again
She does not deserve me, but why do I feel this way?
It has been easier, but sometimes gets the better of my thoughts
I guess it's more like, this would have been what?
What does it matter, in the end, it's proven to be nothing
I look at her , and really. I'm feeling close to nothing
Is what I just said true, it was a couple weeks ago
Why did I stay, why did not let go, why is it hard now, I don't know.
It was fine at first but then I had to party
Slowly realizing, that really, this is not me
I did it and felt I had to, just to see, an attempt to get over you
I will and the days will get better, You will come back
You have before and will again
Because for some reason we have a hold
Maybe we are just friends, but I can't be
Seeing you with another, would kill me
same for you, I speak the truth see?
So this is a long one, cuz it's all been eating at me
I got a dog, it's mine, but you still left him with me
You can't commit, you run, you flee
That is who you are, a little girl, at least
You make decisions, change them with your panties
You like to be a princess, spend money and be
what you call alone, your own person, hehe!
You'll come back, yes I said this before
It may not be today or take the same time as before
But one thing is certain... I'll hear a knock at my door
What will I do this time, I don't know
Will you do less or even more?
I seem to get lost in the lies you speak
time after time, week after week
You come and make promises that you can never keep
You run away and claim that you need to sleep
You are like a hurricane, that comes through every two months
You tire me out, it's now three times, not just once
You make me plan then take away the ideas
You build hope and dreams, you said "I even want kids!"
You get scared cuz I make things happen
So why come back and say you want this
You think you do, but can't handle real life
You say you, You may never be a wife
Where is your doll on the shelf waiting for you?
Looks like it's been me lately
But it can't be like that, cuz I am not him
Maybe it's no one, maybe it's only you Kim
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
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