Bitter taste in the end.
written at nine oh five pm. nineteenth of august, two thousand nine.
It's in my nature. And today it is my end.
I forgive you so easily. I shouldn't really,
but it has already happened.
There's always that total darkness,
when bitterness envelops momentarily.
Only those strong enough do understand,
We have to let go without vices with open hearts,
even though it hurts and pains.
I've found I forgive and you always pretend.
You think it's the other way around.
But honestly, your trust in me is trying
Whatever is left of what makes us live.
You think I'm in this just for me.
Well, honey, what else could it be?
If it wasn't for my happiness,
Then what's the point in this futile memory?
You accuse me so harshly,
And brand me as such so brashly.
Don't disrespect a love you held so highly.
And don't expect me to let you take back
all the hurt and pain.
Of course I'm angry, cuz your a dumb***,
For not trusting me enough.
Thinking I'm like any other girl willing to give
up what I've worked so hard for.
It's times like these,
I think that just you and me will never be enough.
No matter how you say you'll change,
Words are words.
But your actions
will always be your faults.
Don't want to judge you from mistakes you've made.
But what's left over, if you keep repeating them over and over again!?
What is wrong with me, babe? What is wrong with you?
Blaming me as I blame you, I should end this bad habit.
You should realize I've put up w/ so much of you,
It's not worth it for me to keep on playing.
Done with these mind games. Done with being this way.
I know I can't stay like this, don't expect me here
when you go away.
So irritated and angry, it's time to forget any hope.
That we can never work out, trying to be friends.
You'd hurt too much, and I honestly can't care.
Such desolate silence, our unstructured approach.
Don't even try to hold me.
I've lost all hope.

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