You..

I sit next to the window
that brings light into my room
i shatter the vase in my hands
and hope to see you soon

i have done whats not to be destined
ive scared the flowers away
i compete against the loved
which love,i know, wont come my way

Ive seen you chatter across the room
and study the disturbance of your presense
nowhere have i found..
your seriouse pretend

Ive studied the way you act
its not worth my time
Ive discovered your just like them
and its something that you cant hide

i leave the bitterness of blood
somewhere around the floor
this were i sit
i call it my core...