I havent forgotten how I got these fuckin scars.
N how I was broken in my restless heart.
Nah, I remember n feel it in ur face.
Everytime I peek at ur selfish games.
Foolish was a man to have let u rip shit apart.
Yet I needed u to act out in a displayed art.
But hate u I dont for some odd reason.
Even though u change ur mind on like seasons.
Here today n its good for a while.
Then u flip out n im walkin on wires.
Yeah, I think ive seen it all standin next to u.
Everything but luv me in honest truth.
What u did was an act of selfish violence.
N I sit motionless n alone with my silence.
Waitin to witness if ur best will ever appear.
As a friend furst it is u I truly havta fear.
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