Some days are better then others,
when we cuddle underneath the covers,
but other days i dint understand,
when you wont even hold my hand,
sometimes you tell me I'm pretty,
when were walking through the city,
but a week later I'm not,
and all the compliments you gave me are forgot.
sometimes i feel you so near,
other times your far,and i fear,
that your not coming back, that you will forget,
because you don't have just one mind set.
sometimes i lose my mind, crazy as it may sound
waiting for you to come around,
i try my best not to grieve,
this confusion clogs my lungs until i cant breath.
some days i don't know what to do,
all my time goes in to loving you
i hate waking up and watching you leave,
because sometimes your honest and other times you deceive.
