She said I'm too secretive she doesn't know what I'm about,
I told her I don't know what love is girls never gave me a chance to find out,
I looked at the forest of happiness and took the tree most thick,
But somehow I still got the short end of the stick,
In the mist of the confusion I was to blind to see my dream,
Desperately needed a love fix for I am a fiend,
The hurt, the pain, the hunger, the lost,
Working my brain hard as if my mind was the boss,
Trying to clean the stains of guilt off of my clothes,
Repeating my story of hurt they act as if they don't know,
But every time I try to talk they act as though they don't want to hear,
I walk besides you to keep you safe you act as if I'm never there,
What does it take to get noticed in this world of corruption,
How much longer do I have to love myself,
If just one person cared, and another would just be there,
I could move out of paradise of pain to somewhere else,
Everyone that once pretended to care, was just there,
To stare and judge and then wait for the tears,
These are just random thoughts that I'm thinking at the time,
So read it and let it apply to every person you pass by.
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