I hate how when I'm gone,
It's out of sight, out of mind.
Do I even enter your head at all?
Together, we absorbe into each other,
Apart, am I just a brick wall?
Because I feel like one,
Just there, why not just hammer a nail in.
And another, and another.
I hate how when I'm gone,
You're there, but you're not.
You read what I say but dont feel like I'm worth replying to.
Out of sight out of mind,
If we're not together, I'm just left behind.
Like an old coat,
Together, a comfortable fit,
Apart, full of holes, stuffing hanging out of it.
I f*c**n' hate not being together,
Because I just don't seem to matter,
You're all good and I go as mad as the hatter,
Just waiting and waiting, until you can be arsed to reply.
So again i sit waiting, like waiting to die.
And I f*c**n' hate this.
